Billioniares Secret Baby

A woman sat limply on the floor, tears slowly starting to fall down her smooth cheeks. In her hand was a test pack showing two blue lines.

The sound of her sobbing began to fill the bathroom, growing louder over time. "What should I do? Everyone will be disappointed in me," she muttered softly.

Cylindrica Dayana Smith is the youngest child of the Smith family, famous for its mining company branches outside New York City, where the main branch is located.

Apart from Cylin, there are two other heirs to the Smith company, her older brothers. Both men have already entered the business world like their father.

"Sob, I have to find that man and hold him accountable; I don't want to throw him out," Cylin muttered, still sobbing as she stroked her flat stomach.

She had just taken a pregnancy test with a kit bought from a pharmacy near her house. Cylin was shocked to find out she was pregnant right after graduating from high school.

Case case case case

Cylin roughly wiped the tears from her face and washed up when she heard a knock on her bedroom door.

She rushed to the door after hiding the test pack under her pillow, hoping no one would see it.

Cylin tried her best to normalize her expression before opening the door.

"What is it?" she asked, seeing her second brother at the door.

"Did you just wake up? Wait, why do you look like you've been crying?" Instead of calming her, his words made Cylin more alert, scrambling for a good answer.

"E-ee, that's not true; it was just a flicker when I woke up," she replied, lying.

Her second brother, Cleo, nodded, unconvinced. "Okay, let's go down; the others are waiting for you."

"Yes, sis, you go ahead; I'll catch up later," Cylin replied, planning to clean her face again so she wouldn’t look like she had been crying.

"Don't take long." Before leaving, Cleo gently patted her sister's head.

Cylin nodded before breathing a sigh of relief once Cleo disappeared down the stairs. "I have to meet that man as soon as possible," she muttered before going back into her room.

In her room, Cylin looked at a business card she found in the wallet of the man who impregnated her. The wallet was on the nightstand when she woke up this morning in a nightclub room.

"He's a billionaire?" she muttered, increasingly confused by this fact.

Not wanting to think too much while her family waited for breakfast, Cylin rushed to the bathroom again, trying to hold back her tears.

'Now I'm not sure he wants to be responsible,' she thought, taking a deep breath.

**

"Stop here, sir!"

The taxi Cylin was riding in stopped in front of a tall building with dozens of floors where hundreds of people worked. She stood outside the company of the man who fathered her child, though she didn’t recognize him. His business card indicated he was a billionaire in his hometown.