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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

Rosie put down her wineglass and marched towards me, her tone biting and confrontational, "Daphne, it's my Kian's wedding today, and everyone here is either rich or powerful. How did someone as poor as you manage to get in?"


Stephen trailed behind, scowling as he barked, "That's right! You're not supposed to be here. Leave now!"


Facing their animosity, I responded coolly, "I came in with a proper invitation."


The pair exchanged looks, uncertainty flickering across their faces.


Just then, Kian approached, looking immaculate in his custom-made suit but glaring at me with contempt. "Daphne, have you lost your mind? Do you understand how crucial this wedding is to me? I personally checked every single invite, and your name wasn't on the list! How dare you claim you have an invitation? Have you no decency?"


Rosie chuckled derisively, her words dripping with scorn. "The way she talks, I almost believed you actually invited her! Some people truly have no shame, lying so blatantly."


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