A BABY FOR THE BILLIONAIRE
Max ordered without opening his mouth, while he waved at some of the guests who greeted us from a distance, admiring the perfect couple he had always painted us to be.
I always got the best treatment from him whenever we were in public, and as much as I had forced myself to enjoy the momentary pleasure, I always knew that I was going to go back to torment.
“My good friend!” Mr. Prescott appeared in front of us with a smile on his face, and he shook hands with his friend.
“Happy birthday, Declan. How does it feel to be sixty-five?” Max chuckled.
“Amazing! As long as the money keeps coming. Don’t worry, you will understand soon.” Mr. Prescott joined in Max's amusement, and then he beckoned to
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