Chapter 440

Spencer’s fingertips grazed her cheek, leaning in to steal a kiss, but the thought of another. man’s child growing in her belly stopped the kiss dead in its tracks. He pulled back, buckled Brielle into the seat, and drove to the clinic where he was meeting Alivia.

Alivia was already there, pacing.

The clinic’s floors shone like mirrors, and although the façade was unimpressive, the interior was another story. High–tech machines dotted the space, with doctors in white gloves poring over medical charts.

Alivia was unusually jittery and even suspected Spencer of deceiving her–how could he have drugged Brielle so easily?

When she saw Spencer’s car pull up, a cold smile spread across her face.

Spencer carried Brielle in, handing her over to two doctors. During the transfer, Brielle was

she groggy, blind to her surroundings, and deaf to the conversations around her. She felt as were trapped in a dark, silent box, a terrifying space where her struggles were futile.

nothing more than to

face, could hardly wait to see her dead, preferably right there on the operating table.

could never compete with

are you sure about this? If Max finds out

a check first.” His gaze lingered on Brielle’s face for a moment before he left her with the doctors.

to say more, but Spencer was resolute. “Ms. Alivia, my mind is

curled in a slow smirk–good, let him bear the brunt of Max’s

pallor and ran some tests with their

Dorsey, what procedure do you wish us to perform on

Spencer

deepened. “Mr. Dorsey, our blood tests show that she’s

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