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His Unwanted Wife's Return With Secret Twins

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 1069    |    Released on: Today at 08:58

the Upper East Side. Astrid carried Kallie inside and rode the elevato

mate child home. If her two sons saw this, there w

id pushed open the front door, and the rich aro

hn poked his head out of the k

ack! The spaghetti I mad

on his knees, Daxton looked up to speak, only for his d

save for the sound of boiling wa

s shoulder, blinked her big brown eyes at the

! I'm

He pointed a trembling finger at Kallie and stammered, "Y-You... w

y bags on the counter, and pl

sed by bodyguards. She refused to let me call

ed over to the sofa. He looked down at Kalli

e reached out and tugged at

ain! You're not wearing

her hand away w

n family to come get her right now. We

ted it. Her lower lip quivered and tears pooled in her

ked, Astrid softened. She walked

to little girl. S

ut his cheeks as he shouted. "She's that scumb

rkened, her voic

you never to drag innocent c

mped their mouths shut, though the hostility in th

he kitchen, carried out three plates of sp

twins sat on Astrid's left while Kallie sat alone on

rl the noodles, smearing red tomato sauce al

om the box and wiped the corners of the gir

d. He knew his mother was a total softie at heart

rid led Kallie in

e number now? It's dark outside, and they

llow to her chest, h

the first few number

the girl's fore

g tomorrow morning, I'll have your broth

y leaned forward and planted

, Mommy. G

he turned and fled the guest room in a panic, pulling the door shu

uddled together on the sofa, complex strings o

nd leaned against th

he Watson Group tomorrow and leave an

ithout looking up

my. Leave

aster bedroom and shut the do

going to call scumbag

a cold smirk and slammed his

p delivered right to our doorste

ing the Watson Group's internal security

t flashed in Dax

Let's make him bleed a little

computer monitor. Daxton's ten fingers blurred across the mechanical keyb

arms crossed, Devaughn watched the

whose daughter this l

knitted, his dark eyes gro

file under S-level encryptio

up on the screen. Kallie's photo was pinned to the upper right

claimed and raised by Bartholomew. Beneath her name, the diagnos

he biological relatives section, his gaze lan

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His Unwanted Wife's Return With Secret Twins
His Unwanted Wife's Return With Secret Twins
“Three years ago, my biological mother traded me to the Watson family like livestock to pay off a thirty-million-dollar debt. When my sentence was finally up, I signed the divorce papers, only for my stepsister to hand me a spiked glass of champagne. "Bartholomew was always mine," she whispered. Drugged and desperate to escape, I stumbled into a pitch-black penthouse and accidentally slept with my cold-hearted ex-husband. Terrified he would take my baby, I fled to Zurich. I nearly bled to death delivering triplets, only to wake up and be told my youngest daughter didn't survive the night. For six years, I lived with a shattered heart, while tabloids praised Bartholomew and my stepsister for raising a pampered little heiress together. I didn't understand why I had to suffer the agony of losing a child while the two of them lived a perfect, wealthy life with their daughter. I had no idea my best friend had secretly given my critically ill baby to Bartholomew just to keep her alive. Now, I've returned to New York as a top surgeon with my two genius hacker sons. When my five-year-old boys hack into the Watson family's secure archives and realize who that little heiress really is, their eyes turn ice-cold. "Mommy almost died having us, and he's out here playing super-dad." My sons lock onto the billionaire's offshore accounts and hit the enter key. "It's time to bleed the scumbag dry."”