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Carrying The Ruthless Tycoon's Secret Heir

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 883    |    Released on: 30/06/2026

haustion hit her. It was a deep, bone-weary fatigue, a symptom of early pregnanc

r eyes when she heard a

ward, and a man stumbled into the apartment. He was stout, with a

er. Her s

clinging to his arm, her makeup

hot eyes widening in surprise. Then, a s

he sneered. "My dear stepdaughter. Did you

d, a high, shrill sound tha

the small apartment. It hit the back of Chloe's throat, and

the bathroom, barely making it to the

blem?" she hear

grumbled. He pounded a fleshy fist on the bathroom door.

ap, her hands shaking. She took a deep breat

she said, her voice trembling sli

ll do you think you are? Your mother's rotting in that nuthou

the money she sent him every month, skimmi

" Chloe said, her voice dangerously low.

amily drama. "I'm getting a drink," she ann

grew uglier. "You want me to leave? Fine.

e's hands clenched into

eyes raking over her. "You've been living with a billionaire for three years

hing for her phone on the coun

phone, his grip surprisingly strong, and hurled it against the

I'll go down to that facility and raise hell. I'll tell them I can't afford it an

r one and only

t of her. She sto

ek with his sweaty hand in a grotesque parody of affection.

f the apartment, leaving the

under her. She had just escaped one prison, only t

miracle, it still turned on. Her hands shook so badly she coul

d on the second ring

broke through the dam of Chloe's control. A sob tore

ry came tumbling out-Julian, the pregnancy, leavi

m of curses was creative and vicious. "That a

chilling calm had taken their place. He

ething for me. I need you to schedule a pr

have a weakness. She couldn't have anything left to lose. And th

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Carrying The Ruthless Tycoon's Secret Heir
Carrying The Ruthless Tycoon's Secret Heir
“For three years, Chloe Beaumont played the perfect contract companion to billionaire Julian Sinclair, enduring his coldness just to pay her sick mother's astronomical medical bills. Then, a positive pregnancy test shattered her fragile reality. When she carefully asked him about the future, Julian's eyes were merciless. He coldly stated that any "accidents" outside their contract would be immediately terminated. Before she could even hide the truth, a photo of her used pregnancy test was leaked on the company's internal chat during a high-society gala. Assuming she was using the baby to force a marriage proposal, Julian brutally severed their agreement. He kicked her out of his penthouse and his company, leaving her with absolutely nothing. Fleeing back to her shabby childhood apartment, her nightmare only deepened. Her abusive stepfather learned of the pregnancy and tried to extort her. After Julian's security team ruthlessly chased the man away just to protect the corporate image, the desperate stepfather retaliated in the worst way possible. He sent Chloe a horrific video of a bribed nurse unplugging her mother's life-saving oxygen tube. "Twenty-four hours. One million dollars. Or her next breath is up to you." Her doctor had just warned her that an abortion would leave her permanently infertile. She was carrying her only chance at a family, while her mother was suffocating on camera. Why did three years of absolute obedience and sacrifice only lead her to this suffocating dead end? Staring at the glittering city skyline, Chloe gently placed a hand on her flat stomach. She had to get that million dollars, even if it meant making a deal with the devil.”