The Surrogate's Stolen Daughter

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Chapter 1 Everyone satisfait in New York knew Theodore Ashford worshipped his daughter, Lily. What no one knew was that I, Selene Marsh, was the one who carried her. Not as his wife. Not as his lover. As a surrogate — nameless, discarded, and paid two hundred thousand dollars to disappear. But the embryo they implanted was never his fiancée Vivienne's. It was mine. A lab error no one ever corrected — because Vivienne made sure of it. I found this out the way I found out everything that mattered: too late, and while dying. The MRI results were still warm in my purse when I walked into Theodore's office to deliver his morning coffee, the way I had every day for five years as his executive assistant. Five years of loving a man who looked through me like glass. "Selene, cancel my afternoon meetings," he said without looking up. "Vivienne wants to finalize the wedding venue." "Yes, Mr. Ashfor

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