The Mafia Don's Runaway Secret Baby

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t say? Are you sure there

ation room like a bomb. Both Evan and I sat c

f her glasses. "You young people nowadays are so careless. You get pregnant at such a young age beca

an's face flushed a deep, angry red as he stammered out h

d expression. She offered a meaningful, almost mocking smile. "Well, then you need to ask your girlfriend

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e a heavy hammer, smashing

me, his eyes wide with disbelief, b

so hard I could barely form the words. "I...

ncertainty in my own heart was louder than my voice. If I truly was p

n't a

eed doesn't sprout without being planted. Think about it carefully. Haven't you missed your period for

e doctor's rapid-fire questions. Every single sy

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had been struc

two paces ahead of me, the silence between us thick and suffocating. When we reached my house, he d

ore a death sentence. I knelt on the cold marble floor. My father, Arthur Wells, a man who cared more

tell me, whose bastard is this?" he demanded h

weak and hollow. I desperately wished someone

*Smack!* He slammed his palm against the armrest of his chair, the soun

ymore. No matter how you inter

This eldest daughter of yours looks so innocent and pure on the outside, but behind our backs, who knows what kind of filth

et alone get pregnant. I would never bring such shame to the Wells family," Skylar said, her eyes lowered su

glare at her. "Skylar, s

turning red as she played the victim perfectly. "Dad, I

stood up abruptly, strode over to me, and del

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treat your sister with such an attitude! Skylar is ri