The Mafia Heiress's Ruthless Revenge

Chapter 4 No.4

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moved like a ghost back to the study,

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k. A loud ringing filled my

to keep reading,

the bottom of the page.

nths before we even be

d. The nights he'd hold me, whispering, "Let's try again." My own guilt and shame when month after

procedure, the anxious two-week wait after the implantation. And Dante, by

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. He knew I could never get pre

more than life itself, was built on

lid from the chair onto the cold, hard f

ng I believed to be true,

mpty. Eventually, my gaze refocused on the pa

asty, almost frantic pencil

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The Mafia Heiress's Ruthless Revenge

Blair Dippel Mafia

“I was happily pregnant through IVF, thinking I had finally built a perfect life with my billionaire husband, Dante. Then, an anonymous photo led me to a hidden drawer in his study, where I found a vasectomy confirmation dated a full year before we even started trying for a baby. My world shattered when I went to his office for answers and overheard him talking to his assistant. "This marriage, this child... it's all a sacrifice. I needed the perfect substitute to build up and destroy, just to prove my loyalty to Elara." The painful IVF injections, my precious pregnancy, our entire marriage-it was all a meticulously crafted performance for his childhood sweetheart. He even planned to publicly humiliate me at an upcoming gala as a welcome gift for her return. I wept for the years I had wasted and for my innocent unborn child, conceived merely as a pawn in their sick, twisted game. They thought they could discard me like trash because they believed I was just a helpless orphan with no one to turn to. But they didn't know I had spent the last three years hiding my true identity for the sake of this marriage. Wiping away my tears, I picked up my phone and called my father, the most feared underground king in the world.”