Trapped By The Comatose Billionaire

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declared, their accent precise and clipped. "Sarah is still a

ademic career. Three days ago, they'd been perfectly ha

meant someone had made a critical mistake. "Sarah's education is certainly important,

o everyone present. Inside mine was a detailed breakdown of Pierc

visions regarding corporate control. In the event of his incapacitation, his wife would g

't be serious. Giving a college stude

tion. Against any... unauthorized attempts

rstood. Nathan wasn't acting alone in his schemes. His entire branch

onger than I expected. "I understan

an and his parents exchanged dark looks but s

re I had a scheduled meeting with the legal team. I was h

ah,

for someone normally so polished. The morning sun caught his face at an angle

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the tower entrance. "You can't go through with this. The IV

nth?" I watched his face pale. "Or was it the Wynn? I f

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ing my voice. "I know about the gambling debts. I know about the offshore accounts you've

lease. We could still work something out. The

for the nearby security guard to glance our way. "That would be a shame. Especiall

, Nathan. Stay away from Theodore's company. Or the next

a, leaving him standing there with his mouth open. The trembling

r East Side medical building. The Doctor is the lead fertility specialist, ha

detailed diagrams. "We've already preserved viable genetic material from Mr.

medical facts rather than the sur

s." She paused, studying my face. "Mrs. Pierce, I want to be clear – while we have all the necessar

ul maneuvering, of Theodore lying still and vulnerable in

ies. It wasn't until I was alone in the bathroom afterward that I allowed myself

arch projects. Instead, I was married to a comatose tech CEO, preparing to undergo IVF wit

hispered to my reflect

signs were stable. I took a deep breath, straightened my spine, and h

single line highlighted: "Patient exhibited unusual brain activity patt