Chapter 6 - The Silicone Truth
Chloe froze. Her fake, pouty lips parted in sheer, unadulterated panic.
"What?" Chloe laughed nervously, taking a step backward. "Adrian, don't be weird. The movers are right there."
"I said," Adrian roared, the sheer explosive volume of his voice shaking the crystal light fixtures above them. "Take your damn shirt off, Chloe!"
Chloe’s eyes darted frantically around the room, desperately searching for an exit. She realized instantly that the lie was over. She looked at the thick leather folder in Adrian's hands and knew Evelyn had exposed everything.
Instead of coming clean, Chloe made a run for it.
She dropped her designer shopping bags and sprinted toward the bedroom doors. But Adrian was incredibly fast. He lunged forward, grabbing her roughly by the arm and spinning her around.
In the brief struggle, Chloe’s cropped sweater caught on the edge of the mahogany island. The fabric ripped upward.
The seamless edge of a flesh-colored silicone prosthetic was completely exposed, glued clumsily to her flat stomach.
The two movers in the background gasped audibly, completely stunned by the bizarre drama unfolding in front of them.
Adrian stared at the silicone edge. The absolute, humiliating reality that he had been played for a fool shattered his massive ego. He had abandoned his true family for a piece of molded rubber.
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"You manipulative, disgusting parasite," Adrian spat, his voice dripping with pure venom.
👉 What absolute, brutal justice will the billionaire unleash on the fake mother?
