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One Night Stand With The Heiress In Disguise

My next action surprised not only him but myself. I shifted my seat closer to him, wrapped my hands around his neck, “Kiss me” *** Valerie was paid to keep a customer at the VIP area company, though she's only but a bartender. She agreed to it because she really needs the cash, especially since her mom is in comatose in the hospital bed. Christine Marciano is a multimillionaire. He agreed on an alliance to marry Anita for business collaboration.. Walking into one of his restaurants he was mesmerized by the beauty of a bartender and asked the manager to send her over to keep him company. She never planned to get drunk but she did and just in a blink she lost her virginity to a total stranger; Christine Marciano. But the last thing she expects is pregnancy,but before she knew it, she became pregnant for him. Christine Marciano offered her to move in with him and at first she was reluctant but circumstances made her agree to that. Simultaneously,their lives take a new turn when Anita, Christine's supposed fiancee returns to take her rightful position and Christine's family is hell-bent on sabotaging Valerie's relationship with their son not minding the fact that she's carrying their grandchild. But a mind blowing revelation left the entire family of Marciano in shock when they found out that Valerie is the heiress to their entire family empire. But then how is that even possible? Is there a story behind this mystery?

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Chapter Fifty Nine_Paying My Mom A Visit

Valerie's POV

After his alibi, I still didn't endorse him for cheating on his supposed fiancée even though it's just a pretense, but then I'm tired of dwelling on that discussion.

He stared at me for a while when I asked him about his mom before saying, "My mom is a…." He was still trying to say something when we heard the doorbell.

"That will be a story for another day. Freshen up and come downstairs for breakfast, I will get the door now." He said, then walked out of the room.

He must have forgotten that this isn't my room. I chortled lightly, then stood up and arranged the duvet and bedsheet properly. I know it isn't necessary, but I still did it.

After doing that, I strolled to my room and then to the lavatory. When I was done in the bathroom, I walked into my walk-in closet and stared at my reflection in my dressing mirror. I can't believe that I'm adding weight already, though it's not too obvious.