His Twin Secrets: The Billionaire's Contract Baby

fists clutched so firmly in her lap that her knuckles throbbed, Elena sat in a stiff-backed chair that smel

ed family attorney. Flipping through the stack of paperwork with a deepening fr

," she remarked, tapping the top page with one manicured finger.

t does that mean? Is he atte

and her hesitatio

full legal custody based on the original surrogacy contract. He's alle

as alive. Not for months. I was in shock. I was recovering. The

Especially without a paper trail. There's no official record confirming the hospital told you

ney, no lawyer, and no family. They treated me like I didn't matter. They instructed me to go

ize, Elena, this man has a legal contract. He has money. He has an established

r shaking hands. "And a

we can prove the agency misled you both. You

He saw how horrible things were. He was present after the delivery.

nyone who was working that night. Anyone who

the door. Marie up and strolled outside for

e type of caution you'd use wh

Elena asked,

r. She only nodded

htening with every page she unfolded. It was another

. "It's a thirty-day co-parenti

linked.

wants to evaluate both parties before granting a custody decision. They're

h hitched. "I

ves it's the greatest way to monitor both of you with the ch

He's suing me. He's threatening me. He doesn't believe anything I say. And Lily, sh

fuse, the court could interpret it as being unc

er face. "This is insane. Ho

ined. He pushed this through expedited rout

tared blankly at the documents. Words distorted into meaningl

mething flared. Someth

to see Ca

by side the way they were meant to be. She loathed hersel

know what ma

er hip, a single cardboard box at her feet. Lily's beloved plush elephant

r the faint rumble of a black

was a ma

vator d

a man in a blue suit with a cl

"This is absurd," she s

she was or offer help with the box. He si

" he added, h

ed back, snuggling Lily

shoulder, wide-eyed. Her v

st imperceptibly. "Hello, L

na's neck, her small finge

has a strict schedule. Bedtime at seven. She requires her cardiac medicines at eight

e fine,"

Elena pressed, her voi

"I know how to ca

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