Too Late, Mr. Billionaire

shing in New York, felt divinely blessed aft

David, tragically died, prompting his formidable mother to demand he father an heir w

I soon discovered him secretly entwined with Je

public humiliations, culminating in a fabricated "miscarriage scare" engineered by Jessica, leading me

ified betrayal, his "duty to David" a vile justification

flict such deliberate, soul-crushing a

rsued me, I initiated my own meticulously crafted, jaw-dropping scheme: I announced I would be bearing a child fo