Surrogate Love: Carrying The Son Of The Millionaire Enemy

oor of the elegant Georgian mansion l

ooking up, her eyes widened as she saw a shiny R

s businessman Malcolm Roberts, had bought her this l

e car through the streets of London, her he

icing that something was not right, her father was pacing the m

g wrong?" Amelia

pond, the clicking of heels was heard in the hallway

tinum blonde hair and designer dress, loo

hter, the girl was a reminder of the betrayal of Amelia's mo

directed a look full of contempt at her red-ha

he were enjoying some private joke. Her eyes shone with a

lly, her voice laced with venom that she didn't bother t

what?" Amelia aske

e tone that failed to hide her malice. "We were just a

ng about?" Amelia was confused, Penelop

daughter's attention, the man seemed to h

ard time saying each word. "I have... I have something very important to tell you," he

lthough Penelope had forced Malcolm to always leave

lvet sofas, her father sat in front of her and took her h

nds were shaking slightly, and that

not be easy to hear," Malcolm said, pausing,

ling her eyes in exasperation. "Tell your dull daughter what she's in for, it's not l

lue eyes flashing with fury. "No one gave you permission to o

ng forward with her fists clenched. Her face, normally express

nting a finger at Daphne. "She is only the fruit of your de

wn eyes darkened dangerously, with a scream of rag

you damn orphan!" Daphne scream

thing was screams and gasps as they tore their clothes in the middle of the fight,

with a crooked smile on her lips. "Let them res

e didn't care that one of those girls was her daughter

olm shouted, but his voi

and hair pulling, Amelia managed to get away fro

d a trickle of blood that ran from the corner of her lips. Her perfect h

y mother should have gotten rid of you as soon as dad brou

lia replied in a voice as cold as ice. "They destroyed

aughters. "Behave with the dignity that young ladies of your c

ing tone. "Don't come here and give that kind of spee

ords had physically struck him. When he opened them agai

what I have to te

and she glared at her h

inally said, each word seeming to cause him physical pain. "In exchange, we will r

Dad! You can't do something like that!" her voice grew lo

d at her sist

ays believed that Dad loved you, look at the twists and turns life takes, ha, ha, ha. I alwa

, her eyes filled with tears of helplessn

a step toward

I had no choice, it was th

eet. "You can't be serious! How could you sell

rs in an almost motherly gesture, a triumph

g by selling that ungrateful orphan, it's what she deserves for her insolence. Besides, think of all

de herself. "You're nothing but a climbing whore wh

to her chest, feigning indignation.

ed his templ

, it is the best thing for

uld not hold back her tears of rage and he

n, and two burly men, dressed in menacin

y the arms with force and began to drag her t

an screamed in a torn voice. "Dad, plea