e. He had chosen Chelsea, and her child. This wasn't about l
ayers of lies, the elaborate deception. Why didn't he just tel
shaky. "But I had no choice. My body... I'm not strong. If I lost this baby, I would never be able to
est. I too was a mother now. I understood what a c
I'm not angry," I said, my voice surprisingly steady. I took anot
d such an easy capitulation. He knew my zero-toler
tand?" he asked, a hint o
Drake. I understand you need an heir. Your empire is vast. It needs to be passed on." I tu
slow breath. "Thank you, Kaitlyn," he said, his voice thick wit
eyes narrowed, a smirk quickly replacing her lo
lse," I said, my voice flat, "I'd like to go home now." I stood up. "I'll prepare a room for he
t in his eyes. "Go, Kaitlyn. I'
ture, and turned to leave.
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