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When her sister picked her up, she was already silently looking outside the window. The only thing that’s running through. her mind is to leave and forget everything. She wanted to start a new life so badly.

She cannot forget how Callum, despite being married to her, chose to side with Shane, who was pregnant, and God knows who was the father. She doesn’t want to dig more because, from the way Shane has pushed Ciara, she could tell that the two have been keeping a secret behind her back, just like Shane claimed that they have a relationship together.

Her tears fell. She wasn’t the emotional type, but maybe because she was pregnant, she couldn’t control her emotions, and she was extra emotional because of what happened earlier.

She was hurt, betrayed, and angry, and she wanted revenge. But the kind of revenge that she doesn’t need to associate herself with them anymore. Especially to Callum. She wanted revenge, saying that she would build another life without their existence and that they didn’t matter anymore.

“Here.” her sister said, handing the handkerchief to her.

Ciara glanced at the handkerchief while her sister’s eyes remained at the front.

“That man is no good the first time you’ve told me about him,” her sister said quietly as anger laced her cold voice.

Ciara took the handkerchief. Her sister glanced at her for a while..

“You never cried over men, Ciara. Are you pregnant?” She jumped to the conclusion that it was the only reason why she looked so emotional.

Ciara looked away and gritted her teeth when she remembered that she was pregnant and the father of the child had shamelessly chosen another woman instead of her.

Her tears flowed more because she was upset about having so much room for her tears when she didn’t want to cry. When she’s hurt, it takes a lot of pain to make her cry. She is so coldhearted and distant that people think she only cares about herself because she doesn’t empathize with the people around her, just like Callum said.

“I’m divorcing him. Tell Gwen to call our family lawyer to handle it and make sure that I won’t get anything from it. Just tell the lawyer that I am giving all of my percentage to Callum. I want the divorce paper on his desk tomorrow morning while i leave.”

“Gwen will make sure he signs it. You think he would?” her sister asked.

“He would. He wanted to divorce me, but the only thing that stopped him was my share in the company. The bastard wants everything, so I’m giving it all to him so he can rest in peace,” she said sternly as her tears kept on falling while she was watching outside the window.

“You are an heiress, Ciara. You do not need that small amount. Is Callum not aware that you came from a very rich family? Is that the reason why the company he built was earning some of the clients because most of them were from us?”

Ciara didn’t say anything, as she didn’t want to be slapped with the truth that she was an idiot for making Callum believe that the company was prospering because of his hard work. But no. She was pulling some string behind his back so would be easy for him.

Her sister laughed a bit, and she felt insulted and low.

“Ah, so the bastard didn’t know? Because if he knew, he wouldn’t divorce you, Ciara. You are the greatest asset he would have. You are a Sullivan.”

For the longest time in their marriage, Ciara used her mother’s surname so she could hide her real identity as a Sullivan. They were big deals. No one in the country who doesn’t know their family, as they were called the hustler business tycoon in

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Her father was the most feared and one of the most powerful existing business tycoons, and his name would immediately be intimidating in a room if he was mentioned. No businessman would want a Sullivan in their household, as they were all invested in working with the Sullivans, which is why their family remained low–key and private to protect their identity from danger.

“You’re so in love with that man that you willingly give everything you have to him,” her sister said, sounding disappointed

with Ciara.

She wiped her tears as she realized what an idiot she was to think that maybe, in the long run, Callum would fall in love with her. Maybe the marriage for convenience so Callum could handle their company once he got married would turn into a real marriage, but she was wrong.

“The asshole is cheating behind my back. No. He has never loved me. He betrayed me and slept with a woman who accused me of the reason why she got a miscarriage,” she narrated angrily, her eyes darkening in so much emotion.

“Hmm… That Shane again? Do you know why Callum was into her? It was because her father was quite influential in the business world. Well, her father is nothing compared to our father, and even compared to your own share, but Callum probably thinks being with Shane is a jackpot, Ciara.”

She glanced at her as her brows knitted a bit. “You dig about her?”

Just curious since she’s been pissing you off lately, right?” She smiled.

Ciara sighed. Their family has its own surveillance team that monitors them and reports what is happening to make everything fall into place.

“Gwen, can I feed you with information?” she asked, drifting her eyes back to the window.

“Sort of. In exchange for letting them know where I was. She chuckled.

Unlike her, her sister was a bit of the hardheaded and rebellious type that their own security team, which monitors them on the screen and sends men, would always have a hard time locating her whereabouts because she’s good at hiding from their camera and even disguising herself as a stranger. She would always escape her own guards, which she would make her hobby when she was bored and wanted to party alone without getting monitored.

And Ciara is the opposite of her. She likes doing things in their rightful order; the reason why she was the favorite was because she didn’t give a headache. Well, now that she is pregnant, she has given herself a headache.

“It’s better for you if you leave the country without a trace of that bastard. The baby needs that if you are planning to keep it.”

she stated.

She silently stared at the city lights until her sister parked the car as soon as they got into the residence of the Sullivans, the family that has the biggest mansion in the country, owned by Jameson Sullivan, her father.

The doors were opened by the security outside. They both went out and stepped in as the maids bowed, falling in line to the sides as some men followed them in.

Gwen, the head of the security system and someone who is in charge of making things work according to plan walked toward them.

“Let’s talk, Ciara,” she said.

She doesn’t want to talk about it, but she knew it would be better if she told Gwen about her plans in order for things to fall into place as she wanted them to.

She ordered a maid to pack all of her things. She walked to the garden because she needed some fresh air, while her sister wanted to take a dip in the swimming pool.

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Gwen placed a champagne bottle in front of her and poured her a drink, which was her favorite drink, as she shook her hrad

“I can’t drink. I’m pregnant,” she said in a straightforward manner.

I know. I was just confirming if you would tell it to me.” She smiled and took the champagne glass as she sipped it instead.

Ciara smiled at how Gwen had memorized them for more than a decade. She’s been working for their family since her parents were still planning to marry. She grew up watching her

“And what is your plan?” Gwen asked.

Ready the private jet tomorrow. I’m flying out. I wanted a peaceful place, so I hope you can find me one tonight. And one more thing, my sister Serra would tell you the other part of my plan, so make sure you would make it happen.”

“Divorce for Callum Haynes she concluded.

Ciara wasn’t get shocked anymore that Gwen had found out about it; knowing that she handles the security system and monitors them twenty–four hours a day, Gwen probably got an idea knowing she cried going out of the hospital.

“Leave it to me. Tomorrow morning. I’ll make sure he signs it. That’s the only thing you want, right?” Gwen confirmed.

“Other than that, make sure I won’t get any penny out of it, but at the same time, he must agree that he won’t bother me anymore, nor reach out to me like we know each other, in exchange for this,” she said, as she was done tormenting herself and putting herself on the lowest of lows for assuming that Callum would choose her, but no, she was wrong.

He disrespected her right in front of her face for choosing that woman instead of standing with her since he’s her husband. But no. It was already clear to her that Callum only treated her like a business partner; he needed her for the company to prosper by keeping Ciara’s share untouched.

“That’s easy. Bribing a man who’s blinded by power would take any bait that would push him to the top in the meantime.” Gwen said meaningfully.

Ciara is aware of how Gwen can control things because she’s been keeping their family intact by solving the problems that would arise from them, such as building a clean name if ever they were exposed in public. That no matter how their competitors dig dirt about them, they won’t get any.

She couldn’t sleep a wink while she was in the bathroom. Her things were already packed. She spent time thinking deeply in the tub, thinking about how her marriage suddenly sank so fast.

Shane has made her life a nightmare. She wasn’t just abandoned right in front of her face as Callum chose Shane over her. she was also accused of killing Shane’s child.

She thought that giving Callum the benefit of the doubt would make things easier, but she was wrong.

She didn’t just see Shane’s texts; Shane also told her things about their hidden relationship. And how would she not believe it when Callum chose Shane over her–his wife? Worse, she overheard Callum say that what’s only important to her is the business and that divorcing Clara might affect the company if she pulled her shares out.

She lets Gwen handle the divorce while she doesn’t hesitate to change her mind despite keeping the baby–her child with Callum–and promises herself that she will raise it alone without relying on its father, who abandoned his wife for the sake of the other woman.

And she knew her child didn’t deserve that. She knew that Callum wouldn’t be a good father for her child when he first abandoned his family–a wife who’s been there with him since day one.

She didn’t tell Callum about the child. She has no plans to tell him anymore because she knows that they will never see each other again. She will build a new life that Callum will never reach or have a peek at.

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And besides, he has to take care of that woman–that bitch who’s very cunning

She was wrathful. She doesn’t want to see her anymore, as she doesn’t want to lose her temper every time she sees her fate. She wants to stoop so low on her level and smack the shit out of her.

“Do you want some drinks, Miss Ciara?” asked the stewardess on the private jet where she was sitting while she stared outside the window.

“A champagne—a juice will do.” She immediately changed it as soon as she realized that she was pregnant.

“All right, ma’am..

Ciara

Ciara sighed. Her heart was still aching. For the first time, she cried for a man–begged for him to choose her and stay in her life. She’s been overdramatic, which is so out of character that she looked down and caressed her tummy.

“Was it you?” she asked in her soft voice. “You’ve played with mommy’s hormones and changed her cold heart to beg for your daddy to choose us.”

Her heart ached so much to the core that Callum didn’t hesitate to choose Shane.

“Are you disappointed with him? Don’t worry. I have all the wealth to survive. Even if you multiply, I could still provide a luxurious life for you. I’ll tell you my little secret soon once you come out because you will carry it as your surname. I won’t let you carry the surname of that man who couldn’t even choose his wife.”

Am I not deserving of it? Why? I don’t understand. All of the things I did. didn’t matter to him?

She always wanted to leave Paris, France. It was where she wanted to stay since day one, as she had her own unit in the sixteenth arrondissement, one of the most luxurious places in Paris to live, and she wanted to settle down.

It wasn’t really hard for Ciara to fit into new places because, all her life, she’s used to traveling alone and going to places. She has all of the things she needs, and money has never been an issue for her since day one.

She lived a low–key life–as a Sullivan–who enjoyed her own company and with Roxie–a young woman as her housemaid to take care of her knowing she was pregnant and she must not be exhausted too much so someone would do the chores for her a driver to drive her to her destinations, and some secret guards that would look out for her every time she’s in public.

She hadn’t told some of her family yet, but the next thing she knew, after months of having her own silent life away from the loud city of the US where she used to live, was to see Chance in front of her door with a basket full of fruits, which immediately gave her the idea that he had found out about her situation.

His eyes dropped on her swollen belly. She is already five months pregnant, and she cannot hide her round stomach anymore.

Chance’s eyes widened, and his jaw dropped. “It’s really true…”

Ciara sighed as she realized Serra might have spilled it from him that he went all the way to Paris to check it all by himself

for confirmation.

Chance went in fully as his eyes immediately wandered.

“Hmm… very minimalist,” he commented when he noticed that it was so spacious and the colors that were used complement each other, such as dirty white and beige,

Ciara ordered the housemaid a snack for Chance as she sat on the sofa and continued watching the runway while she was eating a pizza.

Chance gave the basket to the housemaid and walked toward Ciara as she sat next to her, his eyes looking at her swollen belly.

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“Wow I love that you’ve gotten healthy because you’re pregnant,” he commented. “You gained weight, and you’re blooming

Ciara rolled her eyes. “”“You mean I became fat!”

Chance chuckled. “Your stomach is big. And don’t worry about your weight, Ciara. You are pregnant. That’s okay. You don’t need to maintam your image–oh wait, you aren’t posting on social media about yourself,” he chuckled.

Ciara sighed and continued biting the pizza.

“I am not worrying about my weight,” she mumbled.

Chance licked his lips as he looked at the pizza she was munching. He was about to take one when Ciara slapped his hand.

“Don’t eat the food of pregnant women. That’s all mine,” she hissed. “Order yours.”

“Wow. Is this how you treat your visitors?

“I didn’t invite you to come over in the first place, Chance,”

Chance laughed. “Oh, the little brat is acting up. Don’t be like that. Your baby might inherit all of your sassiness and your stubbornness” He stopped when he realized something. “Oh, that’s okay. It is cuter if your baby is your little version. I don’t want to see a trace of the asshole in your own baby. He doesn’t deserve to be duplicated.”