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Chapter 1 Got Pregnant Out of Nowhere
"Congratulations, you're pregnant!"
Seeing the faint smile from the doctor, Angela Banner felt like she had just heard the biggest joke of the century. How could she be pregnant when she had been single her whole life? She was not a Mangrove killifish either; she could not reproduce asexually!

"Doctor, you must've made a mistake. I can't possibly be pregnant."

"Didn't you have an artificial insemination last month?"

What? Angela almost fell off her chair. When??

"I've been single since I was born. Why would I undergo artificial insemination? I only had a check-up."

The doctor peeked at her in astonishment. "You surely did, according to the medical records. The doctor who performed the surgery has already left, so I don't have all the details. If you don't want the child, I can help you schedule an abortion."

Angela felt like the sky was falling. Goodness, what on earth is going on? Am I seriously pregnant? After she used up all her money to pay her brother's medical bills yesterday, she even had to pay for her meals on credit. How was she supposed to afford an abortion?!

Ears abuzz, she stood up and stumbled out of the hospital. She had just gotten to the hospital's main entrance when a woman grabbed her and asked, "Angela Banner?"

She turned her head, only to jolt to a stop. Isn't this the company boss' fiancé, Wilhelmina Prescott?

"How can I help you?"

Wilhelmina handed her a business card. "I'll give you 150 thousand if you hand me the baby once they come to the world."

What? Angela felt her heart skip a beat. "How did you know I'm pregnant?"

Wilhelmina glared at her. "Don't waste time making pointless conversation. Just do as I say."

Still, how could Angela not ask? She was not an easily manipulated fool. "I won't agree unless you explain everything clearly."

Wilhelmina frowned, growing somewhat frustrated. Her gaze held a hint of malice when it swept over Angela's belly. "Truth be told, the child should be mine. I registered it with a Brundellian name, which happens to be the same as yours. But that damn doctor made a mistake and performed artificial insemination on you instead."

Angela was now in shock on top of being in disarray. So, this child's father is… my boss? How did I end up in such a bizarre situation? "I… need to think about it." She could not possibly make an immediate decision for something so important.

"I'll wait for your news tomorrow. And you're dead if you dare to breathe a word about this." The woman then left.

Angela's heart was a tangled mess on her way back to the office. 150 thousand was a tempting sum to her. She desperately needed money for her sick brother, as the medical expenses were an endless pit. Could she continue to live a normal life if she had a child?

With a troubled expression, she entered the elevator. Just as the doors were about to close, a tall and imposing figure walked in.

Her heart thumped so loudly that it almost burst out of her chest the moment she saw the man. It was her company's boss, Conrad Heathcliff, who happened to be the father of the child in her belly! You're indeed bound to meet the people you don't wish to meet, she lamented. She had only been lucky enough to meet him once ever since she joined the company.

That brief encounter with the man so handsome and outstanding that even the gods were envious was enough to be etched in her memory for a lifetime.

"H-Hello, Mr. Heathcliff."

Conrad did not know her at all. Out of politeness, he nodded while maintaining his aloof expression.

A convinced Angela knew he had no idea his 'seed' had been planted in the wrong place. He would not have remained so calm if he had known that his child was inside her belly. She subconsciously caressed her lower abdomen as the mix of emotions washed over her at the thought of being pregnant with his child out of nowhere.

The atmosphere in the elevator gradually became stifling. She fixed her gaze on the elevator floor indicator, dying to get out of there as soon as possible.

Just as they arrived on the fiftieth floor, the elevator shook violently, and the lights went out before darkness engulfed the space. Unprepared for the sudden incident, Angela lost her balance and fell to the ground with a thud. "What's happening? Is the elevator malfunctioning?"

"Don't move." Conrad immediately pressed his body against the wall. He had experienced even the greatest storms and knew how to handle emergencies. With a calm expression, he took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. However, the elevator shook violently again.

Angela's legs were already weak from the shock. As the elevator jolted, she stumbled forward and collided with the solid body before her. Dizzy and disoriented, she tried to get up, only to find herself unable to move.

Her head was stuck… between two 'big pillars'!

Her mind went blank from panic as she began to grope aimlessly on the 'pillars,' feeling out in every direction. Before long, she vigorously shook her head from side to side, hoping to free herself. Despite her efforts, she could not budge. "I-I'm stuck…"

Conrad's face had turned livid at that point. This was the first time a woman had caressed him everywhere there was to touch. Is she trying to seduce me?! A flicker of anger sparked through his deep, dark eyes as he grabbed the woman's wandering hands. "Try moving again, and these arms won't be yours for much longer."

Hearing that, she sobbed, "Mr. Heathcliff, I'm seriously stuck. If I'm bound to die today, I have a secret I want to tell you."

Chapter 2 Mr Heathcliff, Your Seed Has Been Misplaced

Tears fell from her eyes like beads, falling one by one and shattering when they came in contact with the hem of Conrad's trousers.

He could clearly sense the dampness.

Is she an idiot, or is she just acting like one?

"Don't play tricks with me, or I'll fire you as soon as we get out of here."

He then turned on his phone's flashlight, instantly illuminating the elevator.

It was then that Angela caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection on the wall.

She was on her knees with her head stuck between Conrad's strong and long legs.

Seeing herself in such an awkward position, she immediately turned so red she might start dripping blood. She wasted no time before she wiggled downward like an eel and twisted her neck left and right before she finally pulled her head out.

"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Heathcliff! I wasn't trying to do anything. I couldn't see anything just now. I really thought I was stuck…"

She gave a deep bow and apologized incessantly.

There was a saying that pregnancy wasn't good for a woman's brain and that it would take three years to recover.

At this point, Angela couldn't help but wonder if she had become stupid even though she had just gotten pregnant.

Conrad tugged at his collar. The woman's 'teasing' had made him feel a little warm.

"What's this secret you want to tell me?" he asked.

However, Angela didn't dare to say anything now.

He has clearly misunderstood and thinks I'm sexually harassing him. What if he finds out his seed had been mistakenly planted in me? He would surely be furious… He might even strangle me!

"I… I just wanted to say that everyone admires you even though you've just taken office."

A sardonic smile appeared on Conrad's lips.

He had heard this kind of flattery too many times. This was nothing new to him.

"Don't get crafty. Focus more on your work."

"Yes, sir! You are right! I shall remember your words for the rest of my life!"

Angela huddled in the corner and stood facing the wall.

At last, the elevator started working as usual.

The moment the door opened, she scurried out like a startled mouse with her neck tucked in and disappeared into the corridor in a flash.

Life was naturally made up of unexpected encounters, but she had encountered way too many surprises today!

…

As Conrad stepped into the office, he received a call from his subordinate.

There was a theft of the Heathcliff Family's genes—the sperm he stored had been stolen.

A dangerous glint appeared in his eyes at that instant, and he immediately hurried back to the Heathcliff Residence.

Meanwhile, Wilhelmina was sharing the good news with Mrs. Heathcliff, otherwise known as Fiona Longbutton, whose eyes had narrowed into slits with delight.

Two years ago, Fiona's son was attacked by an unknown venomous snake in the Arkaley jungle. Although he survived, the toxins affected the quality of his sperm. No one knew how many years it would take for him to make a complete recovery.

Fortunately, he had stored his sperm before he left for the jungle.

Fiona had been worried that she wouldn't have a grandchild, but now she could finally put her mind at ease.

Conrad's expression turned cold and gloomy. "You actually did something like that behind my back. Don't you think you've gone overboard?"

Fiona held Conrad's hand as she murmured, "I did all this for you. Your father has four sons, while I only have you. Even though you have taken over Heathcliff Corporation, your three brothers still have their eyes on you. They will only give up on the company when you have a legitimate heir."

Fiona's other hand rested on Wilhelmina's belly. "The surgery was a success, and Wilhelmina is pregnant. Take her and get your marriage registered tomorrow. The pregnancy must be kept secret to protect the child from harm. We'll announce it closer to the due date."

Despite the bashful expression Wilhelmina had, she was devising the evilest of plans.

She had thought of a whole extended plan. Once Angela gave birth to the child, she would kill the woman and take the baby away. That way, no one would know that the child wasn't hers.

Conrad only coldly glanced as he instructed his subordinate, "Take her upstairs for a pregnancy test."

Wilhelmina was so frightened that she almost fell off the couch.

Her lie would be exposed if she went to get it tested!

"Conrad, the hospital examination can't go wrong. There's no need for another test."

"I want to check it myself."

Conrad's eyes gleamed with sharp, cold light as if he could see through her little secret with just one glance.

Seeing that, she gradually turned pale. "My stomach suddenly feels a little painful. I want to go home and rest."

She then stood up to escape, only for Conrad to grab her before he ordered his subordinate to take her upstairs forcefully.

They got the results in no time—it was negative.

Wilhelmina choked and burst into tears. "I'm sorry! The surgery failed. I only lied because I didn't want to worry Mrs. Heathcliff."

She would never reveal the fact that it was some other woman who had gotten pregnant. Wilhelmina wouldn't know what to do if Conrad had married Angela instead.

"My grandchild is gone?"

The thought that her son's only healthy sperm was no more just like that filled Fiona with anger, and the old woman's vision soon went dark as she lost consciousness.

Conrad quickly helped her into the room to rest and arranged for his subordinate to go and look into the case at the hospital.

He knew very well how sly Wilhelmina could be. Because of that, he didn't believe a word from her lips.

His subordinate soon found out the truth.

"Mr. Conrad, the surgery didn't fail. It was a doctor's mistake that resulted in your semen being inseminated in another woman's body. She is now over one month pregnant."

With that, he handed Conrad the woman's information.

The moment Conrad saw the innocent face in the photo, he suddenly jerked.

It's her!

…

Angela spent the entire afternoon in a daze.

Mr. Heathcliff will definitely find out the truth, right? Is he thinking of a way to handle me and the child?

There was no overtime today.

As she was about to enter the subway station after leaving the company, a bald man approached her and held a knife against her back.

"You'd better be good and quietly follow me, or I'll kill you right this instant."

Chapter 3 Having an Abortion

Angela's nerves suddenly tightened. Is this a robbery? How blind can they be?

She was dressed in cheap clothes, and each piece cost no more than eight. How could she possibly look like a rich person?

"Sir, I'm poor. I don't have a single penny in my bank account, and I have a 300 debt. Please, have mercy on me."

"Quit the nonsense."

The bald man had a fierce and menacing look on his face as he forced her to move forward where a black Honda was parked not far away.

Just as he opened the car door and was about to push her inside, a sharp knife was held against his throat.

"Do you want to try who dies first?"

The bald man shivered, and before he could react, someone grabbed his hand, which was holding the knife.

The person exerted force and caused him to scream in pain like a pig being slaughtered.

Angela was too scared to move as she stood there like a piece of merchandise. She was handed over to the man in black and then sent into a silver Rolls-Royce.

A man was sitting in the car.

He had a slender and tall figure as well as a handsome face—it was none other than Conrad Heathcliff.

"M-Mr. Heathcliff!"

Her nerves tightened even more.

Conrad was hardly any safer than the robber and his expression was currently as cold as ice.

Just then, his gaze coldly swept over her still-flat abdomen.

"I heard you're pregnant with my child?"

He got straight to the point and caught Angela off guard.

"It… It was a medical accident. I'm also a victim."

She curled up in the corner and lowered her gaze since she was afraid to meet his eyes. His gaze was too intimidating as if he could shatter her.

Conrad looked at her timid appearance with a hint of mockery. Where did her audacity to 'seduce' him in the elevator go?

"I've already made an appointment with a doctor to perform an abortion for you tomorrow."

What? Angela trembled fiercely. Does he want to abort the baby? Isn't his future wife planning to have me bring it to term? Haven't they reached an agreement?

"Since the child is yours, I will follow your arrangements."

Angela didn't say much. Since Conrad had already made a decision, there was no need for her to struggle anymore. It was actually for the best.

At that, the man squinted his eyes slightly, and a hint of deep thought flashed in his gaze.

"Do you have any requests?"

He had sent someone to inquire at the MG Group design department and learned that this woman was greedy for money, and money meant everything to her. Now was a perfect opportunity for her to make outrageous demands, and he believed she wouldn't miss it.

Angela pursed her lips.

How could she dare to make demands of Conrad?

Besides, he was also a victim. Even if she wanted compensation, she should go to the hospital.

"You won't fire me because of this, right?"

Conrad was taken aback for a moment. "I've always been scrupulous in separating public from private interests."

"That's good, then. As long as I can keep my job, I have no other requests." Angela stuck out her tongue.

She had gone through numerous trials and obstacles before finally entering the MG Group. This job was as important as her life.

He was somewhat surprised. It was completely different from what he had imagined. Can it be that she has turned over a new leaf or that she's trying to bait me with a long-term plan?

After thinking about how she intentionally or unintentionally seduced him in the elevator, he felt that the latter possibility was more likely.

It seemed she was a scheming person.

The car drove into a villa in the suburbs.

"You'll stay here tonight. I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow morning."

"Oh." Angela obediently followed the servant upstairs.

She guessed that Conrad was worried she might run away, so he 'detained' her here. Does he think I'm that foolish?

Conrad sat down on the cab and took a sip of coffee.

Just then, Kevin Daseth, Conrad's subordinate, walked in. "Mr. Heathcliff, the person who abducted Miss Banner has confessed. He was acting under Miss Prescott's instructions. I've brought Miss Prescott here."

Conrad had already expected this.

As soon as Wilhelmina entered, she burst into tears while showcasing her acting skills worthy of an Oscar-winning actress.

Originally, she wanted to take the initiative and get rid of Angela before Conrad discovered the truth. However, Angela had unexpectedly beaten her to it.

"Conrad, I didn't intentionally deceive you. I was afraid that woman would use the child to blackmail you, so I wanted to control her first and then tell you the truth."

He stirred his coffee while enunciating slowly, "You don't need to worry. I will take her to have an abortion tomorrow."

Wilhelmina trembled fiercely. "You want to abort the child?"

"What else?" He raised an eyebrow, and his expression was cold.

She couldn't believe it. She was afraid that he was deceiving her.

"That may be your only healthy child."

Conrad's gaze turned sharp as he exuded a chilling aura. "I'd rather have nothing than settle for something subpar. Not every woman is qualified to bear my child."

He raised his eyes slightly, and a cold gleam flashed across his face. It was as sharp as a blade.

Wilhelmina shivered upon seeing that. "That's fine, then. It's better to prevent that woman from entangling you using the child."

For her, this situation was naturally favorable. Otherwise, she would have to find a way to eliminate that woman.

While they were talking, Angela was eavesdropping from the stairwell.

In the eyes of Conrad, a low-level employee like her didn't even count as a speck of dust. How could he allow her to bear his child?

She knew her place. Since it was a mistake, it should be corrected.

Early the next morning, she was taken to the hospital in a car.

Angela had been calm originally, but when she arrived at the operating chair and saw the sharp surgical knife beside her, she started to feel nervous.

The doctor picked up the surgical knife. "Are you ready?"

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Chapter 4 Conrad's Forced Marriage

"I'm… I'm ready."

Angela swallowed hard and turned to look at Conrad, who was sitting beside her.

He had also entered the operating room, seemingly worried that she would back out, and wanted to supervise the procedure to ensure it was completed.

"Mr. Heathcliff, could you please leave first? Don't worry. I will definitely go through with the surgery."

After all, she was still unmarried, and she wanted some privacy.

He completely ignored her request, and his expression was as cold as ice. "Perform the examination."

What examination?

Angela was confused, but before she knew it, the doctor had placed the ultrasound probe on her abdomen.

"There are two gestational sacs. You're having twins! They're about one and a half months old, and the fetal heartbeats are normal."

What? I'm pregnant with twins?!

Angela's heart tightened, and she instinctively closed her eyes as she was unable to bear looking at the ultrasound machine.

It was still a bit heart-wrenching to think that two little lives would be lost later.

However, Conrad kept staring at the screen while a faint glimmer passed through his eyes.

"The surgery is over. Change your clothes and come with me."

What?

Angela froze. She opened her eyes wide and looked at him as if she was afraid that she had misheard.

"The surgery… hasn't started."

Conrad glanced at his watch without explaining anything. "You have five minutes. Don't dawdle."

Angela was utterly bewildered.

Has he changed his mind because we're having twins?

Once she got inside the car, Angela felt anxious. She curled up by the window while occasionally stealing glances at the man beside her.

His handsome face showed no expression. It was as if he was wearing an icy mask.

His heart is as unfathomable as the depths of the sea!

The driver in the front seat turned around to report to Conrad, "Miss Prescott has been kept busy outside the gynecology department by our people."

Conrad nodded slightly. "Drive."

How could he actually go through with the abortion? It was just a smoke screen.

Meanwhile, Angela had no idea about his intentions and felt restless. "Where are we going?"

Conrad took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to her. "Sign it."

What's this?

She took a glance, and her jaw nearly dropped in shock.

It was a prenuptial agreement!

What does this mean?

She quickly skimmed through it. The general idea was that Conrad wanted to marry her, and after the children were born, she could divorce and receive 15 million in compensation.

Fifteen million was enough for her and her family to live a comfortable life for generations.

Conrad was truly worthy of his name. He was so extravagant!

However…

"I can give birth to the children, but can we not get married?"

In the future, the marriage certificate would have 'remarriage' written on it when she got married again, which felt awkward no matter how she looked at it.

Conrad didn't want to marry her either, but in the Heathcliff Family, the legitimate son held a significant position.

The reason he was able to surpass his three older brothers and inherit the family business was not only because of his extraordinary talent but also because he was the legitimate son.

Therefore, his child had to have a legitimate status.

"Is the money not enough?"

"No!" Angela quickly shook her head.

She couldn't earn 15 million even in three lifetimes. How could she dare to find it insufficient?

"Don't you have a fiancée? If she finds out that you're marrying someone else, she will be heartbroken, even if it's a fake marriage."

Even if it was a fake marriage, no woman would want her fiancé to marry someone else.

A cold and sinister smile appeared on Conrad's lips.

The marriage had been arranged by Tim Heathcliff while he was still alive, but Conrad had no intention of marrying Wilhelmina.

"That's none of your concern."

His overwhelming presence exuded a strong sense of oppression which made Angela feel suffocated, and her voice became quieter. "But… I don't want to get married."

Is this an attempt to gain something by refusing?

Conrad frowned, and a chilling aura slowly emanated from his body as if he could freeze the woman in front of him into an iceberg.

"Don't play games with me. Sign it, or else not only will you not get a single cent, but you can also forget about staying in Drumston in the future."

Each word carried a serious threat which caused Angela to shudder.

Chapter 5 Hidden Marriage, Hidden Pregnancy

Angela was a weak, pitiful, and helpless woman. How could she confront the mighty Conrad Heathcliff?

If she offended him, she would be fired and end up on the streets.

However, she was stubborn deep down and didn't fear authority, which made her want to stick to her own beliefs.

"Mr. Heathcliff…"

She was about to resist fearlessly when her phone rang. It was her mother calling.

"Angie, Jake's condition suddenly worsened, and he has been admitted to the ICU. Quickly transfer me 7500 first. We're still unsure of how much more we will need. Find a way to gather as much as possible."

Angela's heart sank. In an instant, all her stubbornness and her insistence shattered as if the glass was hit by a bullet and turned into powder.

She didn't even have 75, not to mention 7500. Besides selling herself, what else could she do?

She bit her lip forcefully, and her voice came out like a mosquito's buzz.

"Mr. Heathcliff, I can agree to your request, but… can you lend me 7500 first? I will repay you in monthly installments."

There was a tinge of contempt and disgust in Conrad's eyes.

So, she wants to ask for more money in advance, huh? She is truly a greedy and scheming woman.

He took out a credit card and threw it to her. "This card has a monthly limit of 30,000. Consider it your living expenses."

Angela tightly gripped the card. It was light, but it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in her hand.

She had never wanted any living expenses. This money was borrowed, and she would repay it.

However, she didn't say anything. She just silently lowered her head.

The car arrived at the city hall, and the marriage registration took only a few minutes.

Conrad arranged an apartment for Angela, with Lana Poller taking care of her daily life and keeping an eye on her every move.

"Remember, the child is gone. Don't give away any hints."

"What should I do when my stomach starts to show?"

"I will take care of that."

"Oh." She nodded obediently and didn't ask any further.

Although Angela didn't understand his intentions, he was the boss, her provider, and she could only obey without daring to defy.

Conrad's cold gaze swept across her cheek. "Do not disclose a single word about the marriage. It is temporary, and you are not my wife."

"I know." Angela shrugged. She didn't see him as a husband either. She compromised solely to save her brother.

If it weren't for her brother's worsening condition and the urgent need for money, she would never have given in, even if she was threatened or tempted.

Conrad left after giving some instructions to Lana.

After the weekend, Angela went to the company.

The design department director, Kelly Donoham, handed her the design proposals for the new quarter. "Take these and deliver them to Mr. Heathcliff."

What? Am I supposed to deliver them?

Angela had a thousand objections in her heart.

She and Conrad were currently in a hidden marriage with a hidden pregnancy. It meant that they shouldn't meet and maintain their original lives. She didn't want to get into trouble.

"I'm just an assistant designer. It's not quite appropriate for me to deliver them, right?"

"What's inappropriate about it? Weren't you the one who designed it? Hurry up and go. Don't dawdle. We have a meeting later." Kelly smiled with a hint of malice.

Truth was, she did it on purpose. The incident in the elevator had spread throughout the entire company.

Kelly wanted to see if Angela would provoke Conrad and get herself fired or if she would impress him and take a shortcut.

Angela could only helplessly steel herself and go to the president's office.

"Mr. Heathcliff, these are the design proposals for the new quarter from the design department. Please review them."

Conrad raised his head and gave her a fleeting glance that was as cold as ever.

"Put them aside."

Angela hummed in agreement, knowing that he didn't want to see her. She placed the documents on the table and turned to leave.

However, a sudden dizziness struck her as she reached the door. Her vision went black, and she instinctively reached out to grab the door frame, but her hand slipped, and her body fell heavily backward.

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