“I woke up in a hospital bed after a brutal car crash. I had a powerful fiancé, Crawford Pierce, and a revolutionary project that was my life's work, set to merge our two family empires. The first words I heard were from my stepsister, Brittany, telling me she was pregnant with his child. "I'm so sorry, Althea," she sobbed. "We have a connection. It just... happened." My own father walked in, comforting her while telling me a baby was a good business move. Then Crawford, my fiancé, walked past my bed without a glance, placed a hand on her stomach, and asked if the baby was okay. They hadn't just stolen my future; they had stolen my project, presenting it as their own to secure their new union. They stood before me, a perfect picture of betrayal, expecting me to scream and fall apart. They saw me as an obstacle to be managed, my entire life's work just an asset to be liquidated. But they didn't know my secret. The crash had given me more than just injuries; it had given me a vision. A horrifying glimpse into a future where I fought them and lost everything. So I didn't give them the fight they wanted. I gave them a smile, the engagement ring, and my blessing. They thought they had won. They had no idea they just walked into my trap.”