Pregnant With The Ruthless CEO's Heir

Chapter 5

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bric of Cora's emerald green evening gown like a serrated knife. She stood behind the velv

nd Wall Street titans glided past the barricades, shielded by umbrellas and wal

at the VIP drop-off zone. The license pl

urity pushed them back. The r

rs perfectly. His face was a mask of bored arrogance. Gus Bullock slid out from t

er small clutch purse and pushed against the crowd,

ocialite shrieked as Cora's heel c

just about to step onto the red carpet, paused. He turned

locked

ard Jace and muttered something, no

es, cold and dead as winter ice, met C

step forward, her eyes silently beg

was no recognition, no curiosity. Only pure, unadulterated contempt. He looke

s voice low. "My guy checked her out after that stunt at SoHo House.

Axel is getting desperate. Sending a ch

Met closed behind them, shutt

legs trembled, threatening to give out. She backed away from the crowd, retreating into the dark shadow of

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at her face. He was grinning, clearly recognizing her from her minor TV ro

y a surge of violent anger. She marched up to the photo

e like cracking ice. "Or, you can delete it, and I'll give you an exclu

weighing the value of a frozen nobody against a billionaire's scandal, then aggr

hone. The gala would last at least

ad mentioned it loudly enough at SoHo House. A pri

ce. Her toes were numb. By the time she reached the dark, nar

and damp earth. She closed her eyes, fighting the urge to sit down. If she sat down, she would free

ed. It felt like

e the silence. The black Maybach turned into the

ed herself off the brick wall.

f the shadows and planted herself directly in the center of

the blinding headlights,

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Pregnant With The Ruthless CEO's Heir

Mo Moqi Romance

“My ex-boyfriend of three years, Axel, married a perfect wealthy heiress. I attended his wedding, not to mourn our relationship, but because he had spent the last three years bleeding me dry. He left me with absolutely nothing but a final notice from the hospital for my dying brother's life support. Instead of feeling guilty, Axel cornered me in the church hallway, crushing my wrist. "I'll set you up with an apartment. You won't have to work another day in your life." He thought he could buy my silence with spare change, while leaving my seventeen-year-old brother, Julian, to die when his treatments were cut off the very next day. When I refused to be his dirty little secret, Axel used his power to utterly destroy my acting career. He had my talent agency terminate my contract under a fake morals clause, publicly humiliated me on set, and blacklisted me across the entire industry. I was shoved out into the freezing rain, left with a torn dress and absolutely no way to pay the five hundred thousand dollar medical bill. He actually believed he could step on my brother's dying body to build his own fake empire. He thought I was just a weak, pathetic victim who would eventually crawl back to him on my knees. But he forgot about the one monster he was absolutely terrified of: his legitimate, ruthless billionaire half-brother, Jace Bauer. Looking at the three positive pregnancy tests hidden in my drawer, I stepped right in front of Jace's armored Maybach. "Marry me, and I'll give you the heir you need to secure your empire."”