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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 Sixty Eight_ I Will Cancel My Engagement With Anita.

Valerie's POV

Honestly speaking, I regret ever moving in with Christine, no that's not the only part I regret, if I'm to tell myself the truth, I regret the very day I set my eyes on him. If I had never met him, then we wouldn't have had a one-night stand to begin with. I will still be leaving my peaceful life.

I prefer a peaceful life filled with suffering than a fulfilled life with no peace of mind at all. If I'm in reverse time, I wouldn't have gone to the bar that fateful day. I could have taken a leave, but I guess it's pointless to think of the past.

As I walked into the bathroom. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. All I saw was a facade of a strong lady who's unaffected by whatever happened downstairs and doesn't care what people say about her, but deep down I know I'm far from that.