I Hid My Feverish Baby In A Billionaire’s Silent Mansion To Save My Job… But When The Powerful Owner Found Us In His Private Office, Something Completely Unexpected Happened.

into the study. Her blood turned to ice. Standing by the window was Graham Whitaker. He was holding Nora. And on the desk behind him, next to a stack of black-market ledgers, sat a loaded sleek black pistol.

“Please,” Madeline gasped, falling to her knees. “She’s sick. I had no choice. Kill me, fire me, but please—don’t hurt my baby.”

Graham looked at continue reading …