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Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

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Beatrice’s Pregnancy

Chapter 166: Beatrice's Pregnancy

Walking across the campus, Beatrice's head was vibrating about Henry.

 It had been a week since the party, and the memory of their night together still sent a thrill through her. 

She replayed it constantly, using it as fuel to convince herself that she had won.

Helen had to be out of the picture now—after everything.

But as she turned the corner near the library, her heart stopped.

There, just a few feet away, was Helen and Henry.

They weren't arguing. They weren't avoiding each other like she had hoped.

They were hugging.

Beatrice froze, the world around her blurred as rage boiled in her chest. 

Henry's arms were wrapped tightly around Helen, and Helen's face was pressed against his shoulder. 

They looked…intimate. Reconciled.

'How could he?'Beatrice thought, her hands balling into fists.