The CEO's Secret Son, My Betrayal

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, my

tablet clutched in his hand, his eyes shining with a vision of a future that no longer included me. He turn

his chest swelling with pride

baby. The words were a cruel mocker

"Roller coasters, water slides, a petting zoo... everything a child could ever dream of." He gestured wildly at the screen,

arty the world has ever seen. Everyone will be there. The Ellis heir's first birthday." He grinned, a genuine, joyful smile that t

ous, almost convincing. He didn't notice my silence. He didn't notice the way my hands were clenched so tight m

lling from his face. His eyes, fixed on the tablet screen, unglazed, finally focusin

anic, a stark contrast to the calm authority he usually exuded. Harrison Ellis could face down a room ful

me. He truly would suffer a hundr

I lied, nodding vaguely towards the television screen, which was playing a

. "Oh, my sweet girl. You're so tender-hearted." He kissed the top of my head. "Nev

d my face, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw, his touch se

ck slightly. "No work. I'm going to cook for you.

Fay and the girls. Lunch." It was a lie. Fay had canceled, as had everyone els

," he pouted, a surprisingly boyish

laugh. "You have work. Impo

nsaid. He hated to argue with me, hated to see me unhappy. It was one

ll just drop by the office for a quick check-in, then meet you girls for lunch." He sm