Pregnant Oracle: The CEO's Most Dangerous Mistake
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n and settled deep into her bones. Anona Blanchard stared at the ceiling tiles, counting the wa
gloves off, the sound like a rub
men throbbed, a dull, invasive ache where they
her. She was busy updating a digital chart, her face illumina
e gripped the edge of the examination table
nona asked, h
sion flat. The asset is in place. You ha
a baby. Not a c
he small changing area behind the curtain. Her hands shook as she buttoned her blouse. She caught her refle
ore, swirling in her head like toxic smoke. This is
Ruby Woo. She applied it like war paint,
d on the street hit her face, carrying the scent of exhaust and wet pavement.
and and hailed
er, she told
nd dialed a number she had
said when the l
sure, Anona? Once
rthur. Plan B. I'm
ng there yet, just a cluster of cells and a contract, but sh
g window of his office, looking down at Manhatt
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kable. Harrison Sterling. His uncle. The man who actuall
lab, Alexander. A catastrophic one.
n his spine. His grip on his phone tight
said, his voice low. The dono
as swapped and who the recipient was. If a Sterling heir has been planted in
-the merger was dead. His inheritance was dead. The breach itself was a disaster, but Harri
I'll track down the recipient.
a product, Harrison s
He turned around, his face
ng open. His secretary stammered an a
el. Her black suit was sharp enough to
Alexander said, checking his w
out a thick document, bound in blue legal paper. She threw it onto the mahog
ed down. DIVOR
augh. Is this a joke? Hor
ing her hands on the desk.
der. I'm done being your show po
He walked over to the industrial shredder in the corner of
filled the silence,
k to her, dus
rty-two. You don't get to leave. You
watched the confetti of
, she sai
ose stock cr