The Exiled Heiress Returns For Her Son

Chapter 6

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atred. "You think you're clever? You're nothing but a used-up stray Richard threw in the tr

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solved into a sharp, choking gasp of terror as a

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her, my tone as sharp as a scalpel. "I just filed an emergency forensic freeze on all family distr

the connection before her f

b, my hands gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles turned

d three dynasties-Rhodes, Vance, Sterling-as possible leads. But tonight, after humiliating Amber, after playing

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is broad chest. The boy was breathing in rapid, shallow gasps, clutching a small portable nebulizer mask in his trembling hand.

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l spasm," I said, my voice cri

g rigid with defense. "Stay back, Par

could twist away, I reached out and pressed two fingers firmly into the thoracic pressure hollow beneath Leo's col

ence. "Breathe in through your nose for three counts

econds, the panicked gasps began to s

ent mark beneath his hairline. My heart lurched. If my son were alive, he'd be this age. This big. This beautiful. Would he

"Mommy?" he whispered, his voice fragile and thi

rned to look at him fully, my heart pounding

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The Exiled Heiress Returns For Her Son

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“Five years ago, I gave birth to twins in a cold hospital room. The doctor handed me my healthy daughter, but coldly announced that my son was stillborn. I held his tiny, lifeless body and cried until my heart broke, completely unaware it was all a monstrous lie. Because of my pregnancy, my family cast me out as a disgrace, and my fiancé abandoned me. Five years later, I returned to Chicago with my daughter to settle the score. But in a hotel hallway, I accidentally bumped into a little boy. When I looked down, my world stopped. He had the exact same eyes as the baby I thought I had lost forever. Driven by a primal instinct, I reached out to gently touch his cheek. "What are you doing? Stay away from my son." His father, a famous hockey superstar, pulled the boy away and looked at me with pure disgust. He branded me a scheming groupie trying to use a child to climb into his bed. Meanwhile, my toxic step-sister was trying to steal my mother's company, even impersonating my secret identity as a legendary medical expert just to get close to that very same arrogant athlete. I didn't understand how my "dead" son ended up in the hands of this stranger. Who orchestrated this cruel conspiracy five years ago to tear my flesh and blood apart? Looking at the hacker's report confirming the boy's adoption records, a cold smile touched my lips. The weak girl from five years ago is dead. This time, I will expose every lie, crush anyone who stands in my way, and take my son back.”