The Day I Found Her Pregnancy Test, I Sold Everything to Her Rival
From the back cover
Five years ago, I nearly died pulling Bella Simmons from a landslide. The rescue destroyed my kidneys and left me permanently infertile.
She knelt at my bedside, sobbing, and signed over seventy percent of Simmons Corp to me. She swore she would never betray me, that she would take care of me for the rest of her life. And if she ever had a change of heart, I could sell every last share and leave her with nothing.
Five years later, I received a prenatal exam report from her assistant, Daniel Donaldson.
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