My billionaire ex-husband invited me to his wedding along with his secretary, smirking as he said, “You should come. She’s pregnant – unlike you, she’s not useless.” I smiled. “Of course I’ll come, and I’ll bring you a surprise.”
PART 3 Adrian crushed the first page in his hand. “This is forged.” “Then you’ll enjoy the next document,” I said. Mara displayed the original laboratory reports on the ballroom screen. Adrian’s name, testing...