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I stared at him, stunned. He was willing to abandon his daughter, not just out of fear, but for money? “You’re serious? You’d sacrifice your own child for an inheritance?” Vanessa, who had been silently weeping, looked up, her eyes filled with a mixture of horror and betrayal. “Ethan… you can’t be serious.” He avoided her gaze, his jaw clenched. “It’s not just about the money, Vanessa. It’s about ensuring a stable future for our family. For Noah.”
A chilling realization dawned on me. Ethan hadn’t just been involved in the process; he’d been meticulously preparing for this possibility. He’d researched the trust fund, calculated the financial implications. He’d even subtly steered the conversation towards the Bennett legacy in recent months, testing the waters. He hadn’t asked me to be his surrogate out of love; he’d seen me as a vessel, a means to an end. And now, the end had arrived, and it was far more sinister than I could have imagined.
