THE ALPHAS SECRET BABIES

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Huo Wuer

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband's Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn't find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn't even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father's legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn's party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara's health and managing every detail of Caden's empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I'd drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause-if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I'd forgotten.

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"Give birth to a child for me, and I will reward you with one million dollars."

Bella was startled. Her eyes widened upon hearing the offer she had just received.

Bella Stone was a young accountant recently laid off from a multinational company. Pressed for funds, especially for her mother's weekly dialysis, she sought help from a friend to find a job.

Renata Venya, a renowned makeup artist and a close friend of Bella's, presented an incredibly tempting offer.

"Come on, Bella. Just meet Julia. She is in desperate need of someone intelligent like you. I'm sure you'll be interested in the offer she will make."

Renata mentioned that Julia Estelle, a top model, was looking for a single, intelligent, and attractive woman to collaborate with her.

Bella thought that Julia wanted a partner for collaboration or, at the very least, an assistant. However, after making an appointment and meeting with Julia, she was shocked by the unconventional offer and request Julia presented to her.

"W-what? Giving birth to a baby for you?"

Julia grinned. The woman nodded confidently, confirming Bella's bewildered question.

"Yes, you heard it right. I will also cover all the expenses and care when you are pregnant."

Bella looked at her in disbelief. She was faced with a ridiculous and unreasonable offer for the first time.

“Why? Are you still confused?” Julia asked as if reading the confusion in Bella's expression. "Well..." Julia continued. "My husband, Edward Darkwood, and I have been married for three years. And my husband feels that it's time for us to have a child this year."

"So, why don't you just get pregnant and give birth?" Bella interrupted hastily.

She asked in amazement. After all, from Bella's eyes, Julia and her husband seemed perfect and healthy.

Bella knew that Julia and Edward were an attractive couple and came from an upper-class background. Moreover, the man was widely known as a successful businessman. But why did it sound funny and absurd when they sought someone else to bear their child?

"I'm sure you know who I am. As a famous model, I am required to maintain an attractive appearance. I'm sure you know that pregnancy, childbirth, and breastfeeding can ruin one's appearance. That's why I'm looking for a woman with a clear background to give birth to our child."

Besides Julia, her husband, a handsome man, looked coldly at Bella. Since then, not a single word came out of his lips. Just a penetrating gaze. Just like a lion ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.

"B-but why me?"

"Because, according to Renata, you are the right person. Besides, I have also investigated your background. That's why Edward and I are confident you are the right woman to bear our child."

Julia smiled. She stared intently at Bella, who remained motionless. Julia knew that Bella must still be confused and unable to accept her crazy offer.

"Don't worry..." Julia said casually. Once again, she tried to convince her, hoping that the persuasion she gave would make Bella melt and agree. "The two of us will give you considerable money."

"How do I give birth to your child?" Bella immediately responded.

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