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!

he expect her to present

to reality, realizing Eltham had known about her pregnancy

you knew, why go

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

stood frozen, "You like

arranged by the

thought Eltham actually had feelings for

looked slightly disheartened, "All this time, did you

understand. Before

at

hand, caressing Brooke's cheek, soft and smooth as he had

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

Eltham's grip became firmer, "I'll make you fall in love

hand, "We should head out. The journalists are waiting."

else's child, and you still

no longer flat, showing a slight bulge but not

had ways to

her spine, "Eltham, is it