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"I asked the doctor. It's not genetic—caused by that fever. Why do you seem upset?" I signed, puzzled.
"No way! I'm just...so thrilled, I didn't process it. Plus, childbirth's risky for women—one foot in the grave, right?"
She got that right, yet in my past life, she used her pregnancy to push Nathan to kill me.
"You're right.I'm only a month along—old wives'tale says don't tell'til three months.I've only told you and Nathan. Keep it secret."
She visibly perked up."You got it!"
Soon after, Nathan FaceTimed, clearly tipped off by Samantha. He fussed over me, promising to return early with supplements, urging me to focus on the pregnancy.
…
My" pregnancy" clearly irked Samantha.
For three days, she and Nathan met at the villa, him bending over backward to cheer her up.
But I wasn't here to let them enjoy themselves.
On Thursday noon, I brought afternoon tea to their office.
Coincidentally, their company was a Pierce family subsidiary. After Samantha's" return" to the dynasty, she was promoted to marketing director.
A month ago, we celebrated her promotion over dinner.
Now I recalled her vague jabs—hard work can't beat talent, talent can't beat pedigree, pedigree can't beat fate.
Back then, I brushed it off. Now I saw she was mocking me—a nobody with no elite destiny.
Her good-friend act and Nathan's good-husband facade meant I'd occasionally dropped by with treats. Their coworkers knew me; the receptionist even held the elevator.
Why now? Daniel's assist.
Since confirming our relation, he treated me like a real sister.
He dug up Nathan and Samantha's affair details and, knowing my pen name, brokered two more film rights deals, earning me a fortune.
Today, he'd tipped me off:" Perfect timing—they're just getting started in her office."
He'd slipped Nathan something to make him reckless in Samantha's office.
This was my chance to catch them in the act.
But divorce wasn't enough. After my past life's suffering in that ward, they needed to pay.
I'd start by destroying them.
In today's digital age, rumors—whether about celebrities or corporate employees—spread like wildfire. Office scandals could go viral in mere hours.
