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Carrying An Heir For The Wrong Billionaire

Chapter 4 CONRAD PIERRE

Word Count: 1196    |    Released on: 25/09/2025

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was finally back home. I was bac

r a year and half. It's strange how, despite everything my f

ble for now and it would never be free. I could take ov

thing you own is min

anage, I planned to leave my mark everywhere un

ained standing by the window in my large bedroom, my

hues casting a bright glow

aid, my voice

Garrett, my personal assistant step

, narrowing my eyes. "Don't call me that!" I sai

y, his hands folded beh

w. "Your father instructed me to ask you if you

a few seconds. "The date hasn't be

bride? Have you

he is a substitute and the s

fore Colton spoke. "What abo

, looking at him.

. "You haven't visited for a while and Mr Pie

need therapy anymore. My father put me in reh

rk as I walked to Colton. "I'm not

dn't see me as someone that needed therapy. Or maybe he did. He h

st I do?" he asked

ong time and if father asks, tell him

t stopped. "Your bandage is bleed

dle it myself. Leave!" He left the room a

sed on my chair, taking of

skin around the wound still swollen and tender. It wasn't just a wound. It was an ugly festering th

on his face. I had just gotten back, still reeling fr

eyes glinting with that fam

or my therapy sessions. "Never return to

that little kid was a mirror of how weak I was then. The one I had seen at the hospital the previous day. I hated that ki

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arching and it yielded nothing. Some of the hospitals I went to ca

y would agree. Xander wasn't perfect, but his proposition felt like a life

e crumpled in disbelief, then solidified into an expression of utter disappro

ng the quiet air. "Don't ever think about do

gile hope shattered, leavin

gain. Just as I put my son to sleep and was abo

knife and went to open the door. I was surprised to see my father s

ze serious as we settled down. "We already made the deal with Conrad Pi

ng to shards. They already made the dea

on and was about to touch him, but I held his hand midway, m

struggling? Or to worry about where his next food will come from? Conrad can give bot

that for me and also invest in your company. Or you just want it to

s over! You're getting married to Conrad tomorrow.

morrow. It will happen tomorrow. I

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Carrying An Heir For The Wrong Billionaire
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“"If you leave, I'll kill your son," Conrad says, his voice firm. I stop by the entrance door, turning to face him. "Go ahead. Kill him if you want to." He scoffs. "At the expense of your three-year- old son's life? You really don't care, do you?" I sigh. "No, I don't. Not if he's your son too. I have nothing to do with your blood anymore." He stares at me, his eyes narrow. "My son? He's my son?" _________________ Amelia Hughes is forced to marry Conrad, her sister's fiance after her sister dies. Not able to meet up with her parents' conditions and having no say over their decision, she went ahead with the marriage, not knowing who her sister's fiance was. Conrad Pierre is a cold and menacing individual. He never trusts anyone close to him and doesn't need approval from anyone. When Amelia meets with her worst nightmare from three years ago, what will she do? How will betrayal, pain and secrets affect their lives and marriage?”