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Vanessa And The Married Billionaire

Vanessa, a young actress struggling to make her mark in Los Angeles, has a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger while she was on a break from her abusive boyfriend. She soon discovers that the stranger is none other than Liam Carson, the married billionaire heir to Carson Enterprises and CEO of Carson Hotels—who also happens to be her boyfriend's childhood friend. As Vanessa attempts to rebuild her life and rekindle her relationship with her now-repentant boyfriend, she is hit with an earth-shattering revelation: she's pregnant with Liam's child. To make matters worse, she works as a waitress at the opulent Carson Hotel, bringing her into close, daily contact with the very man who now harbors an unexpected love for her. Caught in a web of secrets, forbidden love, and impossible choices, Vanessa must navigate a dangerous path where her heart, career, and future hang in the balance. Can she keep the truth hidden, or will the weight of her secret bring everything crashing down? Hello Readers This is my first novel, thank you for giving it a try. I promise to update daily, so that you won't miss out Vanessa and Liam's love story. Please support this novel by commenting, adding to your library collection, gifting and voting massively with power stones and golden tickets.

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Chapter Thirty

Richard

The midday sun beat down on the asphalt as I parked my unmarked car in the lot. Anxiety gnawed at me as I approached the gleaming black SUV, a stark contrast to my beat-up vehicle.

Reaching the driver's side, I tapped gently on the tinted window. "Open the door, it's Richard," I murmured, keeping my voice low.

The car door opened to reveal a regal-looking Karen. She said, "Come in and shut the door."

I climbed into the cool interior, unaware of the other presence until a deep voice filled the confined space.

The deep voice said, "It's been a while, Richard."

It was Elliott Mason. His voice was unmistakable. If he was here, it meant a dire situation was at hand. Elliott typically used his daughter Karen as a middleman, so for him to ignore his usual protocol and meet me directly, it couldn't be good.

"Good day, sir. It has truly been a while. You look well," I said, trying to maintain a veneer of calm.