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for a moment. Whenever anyone asked, they simply said that my husband and I had divorced and that I

rable. Everywhere we went, women gathered around us, eager to hold and pinch him. Brendan had an unusually calm temperament; he was always serene and

grandpa before he was even six months old. He was well-behaved and charming, often making our entire family laugh heartily. Soon, Brendan became the darling of our family. After my grandfather re

fficult. Once potential employers learned that I had a newborn and was a single mother, they all politely declined me. With no other options, I had to take on

interview and put together a portfolio of my award-winning works. After successfully passing the initial HR interview and the creative director's interview, HR suddenly in

ed suit, appeared with a stern and serious expression as the son of a mysterious billionaire. Under the reporters' flashing cameras, he was dazzling, like a

meone in my heart." My heart ached. "There are rumors that the famous jewelry tycoon's daughter, Miss Barton, is

ved me in our relationship. But the truth proved me wrong-terribly wrong. No wonder, in