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Fired By The Father Of My Child

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 550    |    Released on: 21/04/2026

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rought-iron gates of Manhattan's

nnies in crisp uniforms and bodyguards wit

d up to rub h

earing a tailored navy blazer and tiny tie. But his posture was rigid. His

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scream, shoving the men away with surprising violence.

hands. It tumbled through the air and lan

angry mess of heavy black crayon lines-pres

his head around. His ey

, something inexplicable

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r him, but kept their hands hovering-

is head up. His striking blue eyes-identical to the m

uched down. She held out the paper

ut his small, pale hand and wrapped his fin

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ep back," the bodyguard

and let out an aggressive, animalistic hiss. He

and wrapped them around the trembling boy. S

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frozen, staring at

ad never-not once-responded to a stranger like this. But protocol was pro

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Fired By The Father Of My Child
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“Six years ago, Breanna was shoved into a pitch-black hotel suite by her own uncle. She was forced to endure a brutal night with a drugged stranger just to keep her grandmother's ventilator running. Nine months later, she gave birth in a cold underground clinic. But her uncle immediately snatched the crying newborn from her trembling hands, coldly announcing the baby had died. For six years, Breanna lived in agonizing grief, working as a lowly hotel cleaner just to survive. But a cruel setup threw her directly into the path of Elliot Finch, the arrogant billionaire from that dark night. He did not recognize the woman whose life he had completely ruined. Instead, he looked at her like she was rotting garbage, had his guards drag her into a wet alley, and mercilessly got her fired. "If I ever see your face again, I will make sure you cannot get a job cleaning toilets." Breanna was suffocating from the injustice, stripped of her dignity and her family's only lifeline. Yet, when she instinctively protected a traumatized little boy from bullies, she discovered he was Elliot's son. The boy clung to her neck, crying and desperately begging his father to let her stay. But Elliot just threw a massive check at her chest, violently accusing her of brainwashing a sick child for a meal ticket. Looking at the toxic disgust in his eyes, something inside Breanna finally broke. She picked up the check, ripped the millions into tiny shreds, and let them rain down on his expensive shoes. "Keep your dirty money." She turned her back on the crying boy and the stunned billionaire, deciding she would no longer be their victim.”