Chapter 7
The livestream froze for a beat, as if someone had hit pause. Ethan's pupils contracted. His face was drained of color and became chalky white.
"Alex, who's been feeding you these lies? That's impossible. I love you. Why would I ever do something to betray you?"
I reached into the inside pocket of my clothes and pulled out a document, holding it up to the camera. Under the high-definition lens, every single bank transfer was crystal clear.
It read, "Recipient: Sabrina Lowe. Total amount: $53,200,000.00"
Each number landed like a slap, one after another, across Ethan and Sabrina's faces. I smiled faintly at him.
"You're a man who lives off a woman's money like it's his right, and you still expect me to have your child? Keep dreaming."
The comment section erupted. "Where are all those women who said they wanted to have Ethan's baby now? Hate to break it to you. He only loves money, not you."
"Wait. So Sabrina's baby might not even be Ethan's?"
"I don't believe anyone could be tha

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