Chapter 1The Million-Dollar Baby Trap

When I was at my most money-hungry, I got together with Julian, a guy who’d hit his head and lost his smarts.

Not only was he mentally a child, but he was also a germophobe who hated being touched.

After three years together, I finally managed to have his baby.

Then his first love came back. I took the money and ran. It was the logical thing to do.

Five years later, a random guy tried to hit on me.

Out of nowhere, a little kid ran up and roasted him.

"Mister, you don't even have a nose bridge. You're so ugly."

The kid looked exactly like Julian.

Terrified of being recognized, I tried to walk away, but he grabbed my shirt.

"Miss, my daddy is handsome. Can I introduce you?"

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The stranger glanced at the Porsche key in my hand.

"Hey beautiful, looking for a good time?"

He flipped his bangs and gave me a greasy smile.

"I'm a virgin. Interested?"

I looked at the stark difference in foundation color between his face and neck and almost laughed out loud.

I bit my lip, about to politely decline.

Suddenly, a little boy ran out.

"Mister, you don't even have a nose bridge. You're so ugly."

The kid turned to me with a grin. "Right, Miss?"

Me: "..."

The man's face turned the color of raw liver.

"Where did this brat come from? Get lost."

"But Mister, your makeup is flaking off," the kid said, blinking his big eyes innocently.

The man awkwardly wiped his face and stormed off.

"Miss, I chased away the ugly man. Wasn't I brave?"

The boy looked up at me, raising an eyebrow, clearly fishing for a compliment.

I froze.

He looked familiar. Way too familiar.

That expression was identical to Julian's.

I asked tentatively, "What's your name, sweetie?"

"Lucas."

My heart skipped a beat. That was the name I picked when I was seven months pregnant.

I scanned the area. No sign of Julian.

I let out a breath.

"Thanks, kiddo."

"You should go home now. I have to go too."

He called me "Miss," which meant he didn't know who I was.

I grabbed my bag and turned to leave, but he tugged on my shirt.

"Miss, my daddy is handsome. Can I introduce you?"