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At a five-star hotel, during the Frost Group's celebratory banquet.
In the restroom, I overheard a familiar voice,
"Genevieve, I only have a year left. Can't you just leave Cian alone? Can we try for a baby as soon as possible?"
Genevieve's sorrowful voice responded,
"Alright, Professor. We'll skip IVF; natural conception is faster anyway."
My mind went blank, and my body reacted before my thoughts could catch up. I burst out of the bathroom stall,
"Genevieve, you promised to start trying for a baby after the project was over. So this was your plan all along? To make me raise someone else's kid?"
Lorne looked up, his deep-set eyes behind his glasses betraying no emotion,
"What do you mean, 'someone else's kid'? Any child Genevieve and I have will rightfully bear my surname, no questions asked."
I turned to Genevieve in disbelief. She avoided my gaze and stammered an explanation:
"My mentor has terminal stomach cancer. Such an exceptional man without an heir – I just wanted to help fulfill his dying wish, to not waste his superior genes."
I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to look at the woman I'd loved for a decade any longer.
"Genevieve, since you're so noble, I'll do you a favor. Let's get a divorce."

My Darling Gives Birth to Her Mentor's Child

Issuing fake invoices, passing off inferior goods as superior, and when things went south, they blamed it on their suppliers' fraud. When Genevieve confronted them, she insisted Lorne was too proud to be tempted by such petty cash, claiming it was just the developers shirking responsibility.


This left them full of complaints, and many wanted to terminate their contracts.


Mr. Winchester even said, with a heartfelt tone,


"Cian, if it weren't for your reputation, we would've backed out long ago. Women are just too emotional to handle big business."


I'm no saint, so naturally, I told them about my new company, and they readily signed fresh contracts with me.


Within a month, I secured five deals for Aria, roughly profiting tens of millions.


Overjoyed, she hugged me and planted a kiss on my cheek.


As luck would have it, Genevieve burst in, seething with anger.


I hastily pushed Aria away, seeing a flicker of disappointment in this young girl's eyes.


Chapter 5