e. He had chosen Chelsea, and her child. This wasn't about l

ayers of lies, the elaborate deception. Why didn't he just tel

shaky. "But I had no choice. My body... I'm not strong. If I lost this baby, I would never be able to

est. I too was a mother now. I understood what a c

I'm not angry," I said, my voice surprisingly steady. I took anot

d such an easy capitulation. He knew my zero-toler

tand?" he asked, a hint o

Drake. I understand you need an heir. Your empire is vast. It needs to be passed on." I tu

slow breath. "Thank you, Kaitlyn," he said, his voice thick wit

eyes narrowed, a smirk quickly replacing her lo

lse," I said, my voice flat, "I'd like to go home now." I stood up. "I'll prepare a room for he

t in his eyes. "Go, Kaitlyn. I'

ture, and turned to leave.