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When I was seven months pregnant, I accidentally overheard a conversation between my spouse and the struggling student I had been helping financially.
"Stephen, do you think your wife might become so enraged she'd end her life if she discovered the baby she's carrying is actually our fertilized egg?" Rosie said with a soft laugh.
"It would be preferable if she did. Then all her wealth would become mine," Stephen responded coldly. "The real issue would be if she chose to end our marriage and force me out. That's why we must keep this under wraps. Once our child inherits her fortune, we'll deal her a devastating blow."
That evening, I acted as if I hadn't heard anything. I gave birth to the baby and nurtured him with the utmost love and care.
Twenty-four years later, after my son completed his studies abroad, I transferred all my business shares and assets into his name.
At a media event, Rosie, once a poor student, now holding onto my husband's arm and clutching a DNA test report, approached me directly and announced, "Kian is my biological child. You've been keeping him from me all this time. It's time to return him to me now."
My son also tossed a divorce agreement at me, his words harsh and unfeeling. "Quickly divorce my father so we can finally be a family of three. Since you carried and raised me, I'll provide you with a monthly stipend of two hundred dollars."
I gave a slight smirk and replied, "Very well."

Raising My Rival's Baby, A Revenge Plan 24 Years in the Making

Luke acted swiftly on his intuition and avoided going to Sofia's residence.


He was certain this woman was already in the company of his associate.


He headed directly to his friend's office and bluntly insisted Sofia return his funds.


"Luke, what's become of you? Take a look at yourself. Do you still resemble a prosperous individual? You're like a homeless canine."


Sofia snuggled against the man, taunting the pitiful figure before her.


Luke observed the contemptible pair, his chest rising and falling with fury.


The man Sofia clung to was called Charles Evans.


He once trailed after Luke, addressing him as "Luke," but now embraced Sofia and ridiculed him.


"I'm not concerned about how you two became involved, but Sofia, return my money."


"You're here for cash, are you? Has Mr. Davis sunk so low that he wants to reclaim the pittance he gave me?"


"You consider several million insignificant? If it's so trivial, then give it back."


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