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The CEO's Runaway Wife and Secret Heir

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 971    |    Released on: 09/02/2026

ing Camisha's hand against the hard cover. His gray eye

you have inso

eatened to send me to prison," she shot back, pulling h

ropping an octave. "The next time the alarm triggers,

ing for a book,"

to b

oom was flooded with sunlight. It

there, pouring coffee. Her presence was a necessary evil, a constant reminder of th

chirped. "I brought a

table toward Leo, who was sitting in a

ora smiled. "Hazelnut and pe

d for the

o's hand. It flew across the room, hitting the wall

le

tching her pearls.

hing hard. Her chest heaved. "Severe

is newspaper. He frow

ed a napkin and wiped Leo's hand,

tor and... Camisha knew. His mind raced, connecting another dot. The gray eyes. The age. Now, this. It was too much to be a coincidence. He watched C

aid slowly, his voice carefu

alized her mistake. "

as just trying to be nice. Hart, since Camisha is clearly overwhel

Camish

dea. Camisha, you're coming with me to the

g him with her,

signaling the butler. "Isadora, yo

in the corner of the executive floor at Whitney Enterprises.

t that the

ooks t

s office, yelling at

office changed. Groans

s happ

reen i

ne

office. "Why are the t

k, Mr. Whitney. A DDoS attack. They found a backdoor in the fire

is hand on a d

. it's ancient. We don't

ears ago in a memo no one read. During her three years on the run, she hadn't just been hiding; she'd been honing her skills, taki

ed today, the takeover would happen. Leo's trust fund-th

her purse. She opened it. Then, with her other hand, s

her pinky nail, her right

SHIF

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hit

he screens flickered back to blue. Th

outed. "Holy cow. Someone

w his team of twenty frantic engin

on her wet fingern

buzzed. An an

You're

like Swiss cheese. Fi

blackout. The person who had remotely patched the system's critical vulnerability before someone els

vator, carrying a tray of

dora. "Isadora, wh

at... a new designer ba

back at Camisha. She was staring

first time,

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The CEO's Runaway Wife and Secret Heir
The CEO's Runaway Wife and Secret Heir
“I was Hart Whitney's "contract wife" for three years before I vanished, taking nothing but a secret and a scar that would never heal. Now, the billionaire CEO had tracked me down to a rainy suburb in Seattle, ready to drag me back to New York just to get the signature he needed to unlock his family trust. But when he stormed into my small house, he didn't just find a runaway employee; he found a three-year-old boy with his exact gray eyes and a nervous habit of spinning a pen that was a mirror image of his own. "He's not yours," I lied, clutching my son to my chest as Hart looked at him with cold, cynical disbelief. He forced us onto his private jet, treating me like a corporate thief and my son like a scandalous mistake. In New York, his socialite fiancée, Isadora, tried to poison my son with a "gift" of hazelnut chocolate and publicly humiliated me by exposing the jagged burn scar on my back-the very scar I earned saving Hart's life in a fire three years ago, a heroic act Isadora had stolen credit for. I couldn't understand how a man so brilliant could be so blind. He believed a faked DNA test over the evidence of his own eyes. He let his fiancée torment the woman who had bled for him and the child who shared his soul, all while I sat in the corner of his office, invisible and broken. It wasn't until my son lay dying in a hospital bed, needing a blood transfusion so rare it only ran in the Whitney family, that the truth finally broke through Hart's icy exterior. As Hart watched his own blood flow into our son's veins, he finally realized he hadn't been hunting a traitor-he had been destroying the only people who ever truly loved him.”