Reborn: My Best Friend Chose a Monster
Language: en
After 99 failed blind dates, Mia and I vowed to have kids alone. She picked an MIT genius donor; I chose European aristocracy. After birth, her donor—now infertile—demanded marriage to secure an heir. She agreed. At my prenatal visits, Mia would sneer, arm around her husband: "Poor Lana, cursed to be alone. My Julian just got a national tech lead—his future’s limitless." She didn’t know my baby’s father was a billionaire who’d soon take me to his private island, adorning me in jewels until I nearly sank. When I posted a yacht photo, her desperate texts poured in: "His project got…