Madison Green grew up believing she was an orphan, abandoned with no family. Adopted at seven by the Green's, she thought she had finally found a home—until they had their own child, Savannah. From that moment, Madison became nothing more than a servant, enduring years of cruelty and neglect. When she finally earned an opportunity to escape, the Green's, furious that she might surpass Savannah, threw her out with nothing. Homeless and desperate, she finds a surrogacy opportunity and agreed to carry a child for Michael Harris, a billionaire known for his ruthless demeanor. What she doesn’t realize is that Michael is the same boy she once swore never to leave behind at the orphanage—until she was adopted and disappeared. Now, she is living under his rules, carrying his child, unaware of the resentment he harbors against her. But just as she starts to rebuild her life, she is kidnapped—not by strangers, but by the Green's, who have uncovered a devastating truth: Madison is not an orphan at all. She is the missing heiress of a powerful British family. If she reunites with them, the Green's will be exposed for their lies. Determined to silence her forever and secure Savannah’s marriage to Michael, they take drastic action. Beaten and tortured, Madison suffers a miscarriage at seven months pregnant. When Michael discovers the truth, the woman he once resented becomes the one he cannot afford to lose. But will it be too late?
View MoreMadison's POVI spent the entire morning on my daily chores—scrubbing, dusting, ensuring everything shone before a complaint could ever be lodged. My hands were scorched, my back was sore, but nothing could prepare me for what followed.Samuel appeared around half past eleven, alighting from his carriage in haste that sent my pulses racing. His face was aglow with something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Excitement? Relief?"Madison!" he shouted, advancing towards me.I looked up, stunned. "Mr. Samuel?"He rolled his eyes at the appellation but didn't scold me this time. Rather, he grabbed my hands, the warm, solid grip."You won," he panted.My brows furrowed. "Won?"Samuel grinned, blue eyes twinkling. "The lottery, Madison. You won! The scholarship—the foreign trip on all expenses—you're going!"The world around me froze.The world beyond me spun.I looked at him, not breathing, not believing.Then, in an instant, I shrieked.I shrieked with joy, my hands flying to my mout
Madison's POVI stood in the corner of the great hall, broom still clutched in my hands. My palms ached from the hours of scrubbing, but I barely noticed. My eyes were fixed on the man before me.Samuel.His tall frame stood beside Savannah, his hand in hers. They were a match made perfect—sophisticated, wealthy, powerful. The kind of couple that was meant to be. The kind of marriage that would be history in the making.Mr. Johnson, my adoptive father, stood proudly beside Samuel's father, their voices filled with gravitas."As we've always said," Mr. Greenexclaimed, a proud smile spreading across his face, "this will be a strong union. The Greenname and the Wright family combined—what more could you want?"The room boomed with laughter as they all clinked their glasses Samuel didn't say anything, his expression stoic. He was always polite, always composed. But I saw how his fingers tightened around Savannah's hand for a moment, his jaw clenching.Savannah, however, beamed, holding o
Madison's povSavannah laughed—strong, bitter, derisive. "A gift? Who in their sane mind would throw money away on you?"I remained quiet only made her furious.Her hand closed around the spine of the book, her knuckles bleaching."No," I gasped, my chest tight with panic.She tore out the first page with a disgusting tear.My breath was frozen in my throat.Then another.And another.I rushed forward, trying to grab it from her, but she shoved me out of the way so hard I bounced into the crate, my aching hand smacking against the wood. Pain shot through my palm, but I barely noticed.I had to stand there—helplessly, hopelessly—while she ripped the book to shreds, page by page, scattering the pieces on the floor like dry petals."Please," I gasped, searing tears stinging my eyes. "Please, stop."Savannah just smiled.And with one final, deliberate motion, she ripped the cover in two and sent the tatters to my feet. Anger and despair convulsed within me, constricting, strangling. But
Madison's pov Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, he walked toward me with an air of effortless grace. His dark hair was neatly styled, his strong jaw cleanly shaven. He carried himself like someone who belonged here, unlike me.But he was different.The only one who didn’t look at me like I was worthless."I see you’re scrubbing the staircase," he said, his tone casual. "Nice work."A small smile played on my lips, a rare, fleeting moment of warmth. "Mr. Samuel, welcome."He sighed, shaking his head. "Madison, how many times do I have to tell you? Drop the ‘Mr.’ stuff. Just call me Samuel."I swallowed hard, quickly checking over my shoulder to see if anyone was nearby.He followed my gaze and let out a knowing chuckle. "Relax. No one’s here to scold you for talking to me."That wasn’t entirely true. Someone was always watching.Still, I let myself breathe just a little."I brought you something," he said, pulling a small package from his coat pocket.Curious, I took it, my finger
Madison's POVThe slap rang out in the air like a gunshot, the stinging pain spreading across my cheek as I jerked back. The tray of tea slipped from my trembling hands, crashing to the marble floor. Porcelain shattered, and scaling liquid splashed against my bare feet, searing my flesh.There was a weighted silence, just long enough for me to brace myself for what would follow next."You arrogant idiot!" Jenny's voice—no, not my mother, just Jenny—sliced through the air like a knife. "Look what you've done! You can't do anything right! I should have gotten rid of you the moment you started showing your foolishness!"I swallowed hard, my head still lowered. Never make eye contact. Never talk back. Never cry. I had learned the rules well."Forgive me, Mother. Forgive me, Father. I'll clean it up," I mumbled, falling to my knees to pick up the broken pieces."Who is your mother?"Savannah's voice was sweetly ill, with an edge of amusement.I had no time to answer before she ground her f
Madison's POVThe slap rang out in the air like a gunshot, the stinging pain spreading across my cheek as I jerked back. The tray of tea slipped from my trembling hands, crashing to the marble floor. Porcelain shattered, and scaling liquid splashed against my bare feet, searing my flesh.There was a weighted silence, just long enough for me to brace myself for what would follow next."You arrogant idiot!" Jenny's voice—no, not my mother, just Jenny—sliced through the air like a knife. "Look what you've done! You can't do anything right! I should have gotten rid of you the moment you started showing your foolishness!"I swallowed hard, my head still lowered. Never make eye contact. Never talk back. Never cry. I had learned the rules well."Forgive me, Mother. Forgive me, Father. I'll clean it up," I mumbled, falling to my knees to pick up the broken pieces."Who is your mother?"Savannah's voice was sweetly ill, with an edge of amusement.I had no time to answer before she ground her f...
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