Finding My Genius Twins And Vengeful Wife

swallowed by the cracked ceiling of a backwoods deliver

e that started in her spine and crushed her entire body

given her nothing. Brianna had given her a home, paid for her schooling, trusted her with every bruised secret. And Seraphina had found this hidden clinic, so far from

o well, Brianna

oth as silk. Her hand dabbed a cool cloth

rough cracked lips. "Sera

. Seraphina's back partially turned. Her finge

sliced thro

hat did

place-but her eyes were chips of ice. "Just a

eath a sweet, poisonous whi

d would let a bastard like

blinked.

"why a stranger would be so kind to you? W

s blood

"My mother was your father's mistress. I am his daughter. His real daughter. The legitimate

had welcomed Seraphina into their home

very kind word I ever said to you was a lie. Every smile, every secr

s heart

to forget. We found a toothless, filthy old beggar for you. Paid him fifty dollars to

ng you carry that shame. Believing a beggar touched you, ruined you-whe

fog and terror. She had never known what was real. An

all?" Seraphina's lips brushed

oked

st as an afterthought. "That was part of the pla

eir expressions were blank. Their silence was consent. The death certificate was

monitor

her. Her body, acting on pur

t, wea

ba

ifted a smal

r hand over the infa

crying

e go still. Watched the life dr

it was too late. Her baby was gone. Murd

boy. He never ev

r face, but she had no

e limp, tiny body by one arm, her expression on

manded coldly in a whisper. "Ma

d arranged for her and stumbled into that powerful man's room instead. Brianna had no womb of her own. No way to birth an heir. If she wanted to secure her p

ss form. "And this one? Dump her in t

ided out without

consumed Brianna. She kill

nothing to do with the drug. It

her, a syringe in his ha

n scrubs rushed in. "Dr. Albright? My shift st

ine. She's all yours." He tossed th

e. His eyes swept the room-the pre-signe

lse. "Your vitals are cr

ced at her a

gainst her belly.

er one. Twins. They missed it."His con

monitor. He worked with frantic urgency. The wo

er, the one who wasn't supposed to exist. But he let o

nt in a clean sheet and thr

of dark hair. Small, clenched fists. One han

eal. He

ther is dead. Murdered by

hand over her baby's face. The crying stopping

ng-ignited in her chest. But bene

my child. S

he death certificate is signed. They're planning to dump your body in the mountains tonight. No one will ever look for you. Which means no one will e

ak. She nodded-a fie

hrough every muscle. She bit her lip, ta

y son will surviv

ake her pay for wh

shed it open, and disappeared into th