The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Eltham handed the file to his assistant, "Let the media outside know, the medical results are in."

"Hold on-"

Brooke stood up, snatched the file, and flipped to her medical results.

All clear.

Something's not right!

She was pregnant, so why didn't it show?

Brooke suddenly realized something and turned to Eltham, her lips pressed tightly, "Eltham, did you switch the samples?"

The warmth on Eltham's face froze. He took the file back and handed it to his assistant, "Could you give us a moment, please?"

The assistant left the room.

"If I hadn't switched the samples, your results would be quite concerning, wouldn't they?"

Gone was Eltham's usual charm, replaced by a cutting edge unique to those in power, "Brooke, I genuinely like you, and I truly want to marry you, but you—" You're not playing by the rules!

did he expect her to present him with such a

reality, realizing Eltham had known about her pregnancy from

if you knew, why

Eltham's grip on Brooke's shoulders tightened, his gaze dark and unfathomable, "I like you,

frozen,

marriage arranged

never thought Eltham actually

did you think my affection for you was all for

"I just don't understand. Before all this,

love at first sight seemed

his hand, caressing Brooke's cheek, soft and smooth as

shouldn't have done this. You should know, I

became firmer, "I'll make you fall in love with

to pull away but Eltham caught her hand, "We should

someone else's child, and you still want to get

glanced lightly at her belly, no longer flat, showing a slight bulge

wanted, he had ways to deal with the child in her

her spine, "Eltham, is it worth