Married A Dying Man? She Became The Tycoon's Only Cure

casually tossed her empty col

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omething worth lo

shed from the hospital. Keith Moore, the ho

who had gotten pregnant out of wedlock. Perhaps feel

nd had the financial means, she had never b

ut, she had been s

careless blunder, which meant the only person wh

ld's destiny for her own daughter's

rilliant

to pay the price for

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tretch Lincoln and headed in

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ided into an exclusive, ultra-

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h a long corridor before stepping

were waiting

enties, dressed in a dark suit. He leaned on a g

stern expression; the woman was dripping in jewels and impeccably groomed,

is legs crossed, scrolling through his phone without even glan

man sat a girl a

isite low ponytail. Her eyes were slightly red, and her ent

ing flash of jealousy and hatred

e Lorelai Spencer, the girl who had stole

Come here and let me get a good look at you." The old ma

, offering a polite smile and

ituation, she had no intention of playi

fickle, and she had seen far

man genuinely welcomed her. The joy

her, Kendra's gaze swept over them, ta

." Wringing her hands, Lorelai stepped closer. Her voice trembled

r, a cryptic smile

t straight to the chase. "Mr. Spencer, your family was in quite a rush to br

f guard by her bluntness. A flicke

et out a heavy sigh. "Indeed. The reason we brought