The Tycoon's Unwanted Contract Wife

ellow cab onto the busy Manhattan sidewalk. The imp

volving doors. The maitre

lack and gold invita

ed to absolute deference

y lit corridor lined with rare wine bottles, and stopped

hut behind her, cutting off the ambie

ished mahogany table. She held a

d, gesturing to the

t move. "What

ed with tears. The transition was so fast,

a thick medical file stamped with the logo of Johns H

en whispered, her

a diagnostic report. Severe Congenit

mily trust dictates that Gregorio must produce a biological heir within a year of marriage, or h

erms. A tiny, involuntary pang

out a second document. It was a sta

top of the contract, she laid a cashier's c

as fifty mil

are pregnant, you will carry the child to term. You will sign away all parental r

Her lungs stopped wor

rned t

iting your mother's hospital room

s was the underbelly her father had kept hidden from everyone-the private gambling markers, the unregistered lenders who operated outside th

tached was a close-up photo of her mother's hospital room door, the room number clearly visib

m her fingers and cla

llapsed into the chair. He

the underground debts. It would move her mother to a secu

ct. Her hand shook so violently she could barely grip the metal. Sh

ed the contract back and

cket. She stood up, her legs feeling like

r. She kept her head down, desper

h the archway int

d into a solid

nt of cedar and expen

nd stumbled back

were wide with surprise, then inst

Martin, his closest friend and

ze shot over her head, staring straight

f the shadows, her heels c

darted between Annabel's pale face

ng hard against the fifty million dollar check