Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: Meet Your Son

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per hissed, looking around to make su

s, Harper. He asked me if I was hiding someone. He's hiring private investigato

, with pink streaks in her hair-the rebellious

looks, he needs to be born in a different state. Or earlier. Maybe we can s

al records is

lawyers. They'll paint me as an unfit mother living in poverty

ples. "My brother would kill m

ara said quickly. "He's

the birth records. But we can't change his age physically

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olded. "Eavesdr

g over to Harper, "then Julian ca

smirked. "The kid has a poin

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us," Harpe

penthouse office

on his desk. It was grainy,

. She was holding the hand of a child. The ch

e boy?" Ju

ure yet, Mr. Sterling. There are no school record

babysi

ks him up every day at 3 PM from a private Montessori school.

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ments come from a blind trust adminis

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is rival.

an said, his voice ice cold. "And find out why