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Forced surrogate mother

Max was devastated when his wife left him for someone else, and his hatred for women only intensified. His ex-wife asked him to find a surrogate for the child she was carrying after the divorce. On his quest, he encountered Priscilla , a young woman living on the streets with her mother . Despite her unkempt appearance, Max offered her a contract to become the mother of his child. Desperate to save her ailing mother , she accepted the offer. As they began living together, Max realized how beautiful Priscilla was and was drawn to her. How could he turn a street girl into a proper wife and lover? How would he battle his ex-wife, who wanted him back after she was jilted by her lover? Follow the story of a powerful billionaire and a street kid girl as they journey through love, betrayal, and redemption. ......... All Right Reserved. This book is owned by me, and no one is allowed to use or adapt it in any way without my permission. My........ WARNING THE COVER OF THE BOOK IS NOT MiNE CREDIT GOING TO Al generator. .......... I like communicating with my readers. My Whatsapp number is 081 420 4300. My Facebook account is@ Nancy Micheal.

Edith_Skosana · Urban
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90 Chs

Chapter 83

                   Priscilla's POV 

                       

 " We need to talk . Meet me in the garden at 8pm in the evening. " I whispered to Liz. She nodded in understanding. It was time to deal with Uncle Dave once and for all. No one was going to get away with kidnapping my child. Anyone who messes with my family will face the consequences, and unfortunately, Uncle Dave must pay for his actions.

"Meria, could you please prepare some milk for the babies and bring it upstairs?" I asked politely. Marie smiled and replied, "Of course, I'll bring it right away."

With Madelyn in my arms, I led the way upstairs, followed by Max carrying Marrison. Once in the room, I carefully placed Madelyn on the bed as she drifted off to sleep. I retrieved two diapers from the drawer and quickly changed her. By the time Max entered the room, I was already breastfeeding her.