Chapter 1The Million-Dollar Mistake: My Kept Man is a Billionaire

When I finally got pregnant and was preparing to dump the father and keep the baby, I accidentally discovered my boyfriend was the heir to a massive corporate empire.

I patted the one-million-dollar check in my pocket, ready to toss it at him as a breakup fee, and then caught a glimpse of the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist that I had always assumed was a fake.

God damn it, he’s actually filthy rich!

Terrified he would fight me for custody, I hid my pregnancy and skipped town overnight.

[I’m tired of paying for your life! We’re done, you broke loser!]

Two days later, I was dropping serious cash in a high-end maternity boutique.

Suddenly, someone yanked the hood of my sweatshirt backward.

"Baby, care to explain why you’re stocking up on prenatal vitamins?"

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My family owned a plot of land out in the suburbs. After three generations of hard work, my grandfather had built a massive, sprawling farmhouse on it.

It wasn’t pretty. It was just big.

So big I could literally ride a Razor scooter laps around the living room.

Even though the house was huge, it wasn't worth much.

Because everything surrounding it was just farmland and dirt roads.

Until one day, the city council rezoned our area for a massive new sports stadium complex. My childhood home, that big, ugly farmhouse... was demolished.

A bright red circle with an 'X' was spray-painted on our exterior wall, and the warm home I grew up in vanished.

It transformed into a freezing, hard sixty million dollars sitting in our bank account.

With a heavy heart, I walked away from my home without looking back, officially becoming a newly minted member of the nouveau riche.