The Billionaire's Contract: Protecting My Secret Son

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to her knees

rah sobbed, but she wasn

ver taking his eyes off the screen. He should leave. He sho

screamed from the

die lied. Her voice was ice. "Get out t

e, whining like a kicked dog. He stumbled

that followe

hand. Her fingers we

Leo? Is

He's with

asked. "The billionaire?

e leaned in closer to the

e grabbed a bag of frozen peas from the

worry. It's jus

ansac

ustody of Leo. He needs a boring wife to fix h

boy. But the report said nothing of this... ferocity. It didn't capture the desperation. The pi

en," Sarah whispered

d. She looked tired.

nalized. Once Leo is mine, legally mine, I'll divorce him. I'll si

l stif

't want t

She wasn't a gold digger. She was a mercenary.

"He's moving in tonight. If I'm not there, h

l watched her put the mask back on. The shoulders slumped slightly.

toward the

eturn to the primary residence. Now." He moved fast. His c

the street to hail a cab

was gone. Then he

ail on this address. 24/7. If that man comes back, ha

ar. "Get me back

through the door. He had arranged his luggage to look u

lled of sweat and stale alcoh

" she gasped. "I... I wen

p slowly. He loc

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ard her. He stopped inches

ke a distille

tighter. "I... there was a drun

a terri

she had been. He knew she had swung a baseball bat at a

flicker of

old. "I don't want my living quar

prised he didn't p

d to the

the living room. He loo

saction, sh

ught. Let's