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Darlington's Briggs. Jenna turned to face me. Her lips twitch, but she shakes her head, saying, "No, Darlington. Not now. I can not get pregnant right now. I hope to win this year's top model award as well as the best international model award. I have also signed a contract worth $50 million, and you can not expect me to cancel everything and set it aside to be your baby mama.""No, I can not do that right now." I exhaled. "Not a baby-mama for me, Jenna, but as my wife," I said, rising from the bed and approaching Jenna, who was standing with her arms clasped about her chest. "I know Darlington. Please allow me some time to sort myself out first." Jenna commented, "I am not yet ready to become pregnant." "Hmm." I knew my father would not change his mind now. Especially not after marrying his friend's daughter for me. I was disappointed by Jenna's refusal to become pregnant for me, and I was not ready to resign my position as CEO of Briggs Group just yet. So what should I do? At this

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Darlington Briggs:I did not care what Jenna did with the money she made at work. For as so long, she had a beautiful expression for me. I also knew her parents were billionaires, and Bruce Colton, her elder brother, was a friend of mine. Jenna did not lack anything; she was stunned but shook her head forcefully and said, "No, darling. I worked extremely hard to get to the top of my rank. I can not just quit now... I can not get pregnant right now. It will harm both my physical health and my professional prospects. You are aware of all the issues that a woman faces following childbirth." "What!" I exclaimed, staring at Jenna in shock. "Are you going to ruin your shape? Is that all you care about—your shape and money? How about we marry like you have always wanted and start a family together?" I questioned.Jenna scowled, stepped up to me, and said, "Darling, we will have children. I am not saying I won't. But not now. I had planned to discuss this with you. About the two of us findin

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Darlington Briggs: "Okay," Jenna said, and I called for room service. Soon, our lunches arrived, and I refrained from informing Jenna that my parents, particularly my father, had already found a new wife for me. I could not tell Jenna about it. Not when she suggests using a surrogate mother and expresses no desire to become pregnant for me. Her insistence on not becoming pregnant irritated me. But, while I was a billionaire and could afford a surrogate mother, I did not much enjoy the notion.I wanted to see my wife become pregnant for me and carry our child. I am not sure if I am being selfish about this. But I honestly wanted to see my wife get pregnant. I was aware that some women had died as a result of their pregnancy, and such a task was not simple. I sighed and finally ate dinner with Jenna."Ain't you going home today?" Jenna questioned me as she finished her dinner. We both ordered a plate of jollof rice and fried chicken. I frowned and said, "No. I am not going home. I inte

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Amara Nicolas; I arrived earlier at the Briggs family estate. I had never been here before, and when Mr. Timothy drove my father's sleek black Mercedes-Benz into the compound and stopped, I could not help but enjoy the front view of the gorgeous mansion. The mansion appeared to be gorgeous and comfortable, and the surroundings appeared to be peaceful. When I finally got out of the car, I noticed an older man go out of the mansion. He was dressed in a white polo and black slacks, with slippers. He approached, eager to meet me. As I eventually stepped out of the automobile. "My beautiful daughter-in-law, you are most welcome in our humble home," the man murmured, eventually approaching me and hugging me affectionately. I gave him a shy smile and responded. "Thank you very much, sir. Good evening.""Good evening, my darling. Come, let us go inside," the middle-aged man said, leading me into the mansion. I knew him as Mr. Joshua Briggs, my father's best friend as well as my potential hu

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Amara Nicolas: "My daughter, don't mind what Samara had said to you earlier, okay?" Mr. Joshua addressed me again in a courteous tone. I said, "Okay, sir." I was fatigued and hungry after going a great distance to the Briggs house. I wanted to take a relaxing bath to unwind. "I am fine, sir. But I would like to take a bath to relax after the long hours of travel," I added. "Okay," Mr. Joshua responded. "Come with me. Allow me to show you upstairs to your husband's chamber. Darlington set out to get something. But I have already called him to let him know you are here with us," Mr. Joshua added as he led me upstairs. I looked back and saw Mrs. Ifeoma Briggs climbing the stairs with us. She seemed to be heading to her room. I pondered why Darlington would not be at home to greet me, knowing that I was also visiting their mansion. I remained mute as I walked with Mr. Joshua, who was kind enough to speak to me and show me around their mansion. We entered the living area on the upper fl

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Darlington Briggs: I arrived at home late, at 9 p.m., after leaving the hotel where I was meeting with Jenna. I was not pleased with Jenna's refusal to become pregnant for me, but I still adore her. I attempted to understand that Jenna is a top model in our country, and it is most important to her to maintain her appearance and fame. I remembered Jenna's statements about my accepting a surrogate mother alongside her. I could have received it, but I am not sure I liked the notion. I drove my black sedan inside my father's estate and parked. I stepped out of the car and entered the living room, expecting to see my parents and, more likely, the new lady my father had married on my behalf, but all I saw was Samara and our maid. "Good evening, big brother," Samara greeted me cheerfully. I hugged her cordially before letting go of her, and she was wearing a white nightgown. "Well done. Where is Mom and Dad?" I asked Samara, and she said, "They have gone upstairs to their room, waiting for

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Darlington Briggs. I finally broke the quiet between us, concealing my admiration for this lady with a severe expression. I felt like I would've seen her before, but I could not remember where. "So you came here for an arranged marriage with me? Do you think I want to marry you? Why would you come to my family home without waiting for me to approve or disagree?" I questioned the lady in an obnoxious tone, and she stared downward and apologized seductively, saying, "I am sorry for how you feel about all of this. But I did not want to marry you either. My father persisted, and I could not insult him." "Hmm..." I noticed her shivering from the cold weather, and my bedroom ceiling fan was on and revolving quickly, as was the air conditioner. I marched to the fan, turned it off, and felt her focused glare. I was not that sure about meeting her blue orbs. She appears attractive, but I made it apparent to her. "I will not marry you, and we are not going to share a bedroom. I have a woman

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Amara Nicholas. I did not anticipate Darlington and his mother to yell at me. I had just stepped outside the bedroom to have my supper downstairs with them because I was hungry, so it was only natural that I would come out of the bedroom to ask them about my dinner. Mrs. Ifeoma loathed me from the moment she saw me. She refused to accept my present and demanded that I leave her mansion. I am not a village lady, and the way she treated me with insults made me unhappy. I wondered if I had met her before, and I decided to ask my mother about Mrs. Ifeoma Briggs. I headed downstairs to the dining room. The mansion was large, similar to my father's. It was almost identical to my father's new mansion, which I had abandoned in the rural area where I had grown up. It was significantly larger than this residence. However, Mrs. Ifeoma mistreated me shortly after meeting me for the first time. I tried not to cry because I was not expecting all this familial turmoil. I enjoy having my peace, as

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Darlington Briggs. "Hmm, you see what you have all caused, Darlington. You all demonstrated your cunning behavior with Amara on the first day of her arrival. If she leaves this house, you will all go as well, and I will seize all of your assets." My father issued his warning at us as he stood from his dining chair and proceeded towards the stairs. I remained silent, and my mother and Samara were astounded by the new lady's behavior. She indirectly accused us of attempting to poison her, and while she did not say it outright, her behaviors indicated that she suspected us."Just look. Others are only now celebrating at home. While we are here dealing with a stranger, a lowly human for that matter," Samara cursed, just as my father finished washing his hands and left us at the dining table to check on the lady who had darted upstairs."Hmm," I was not pleased with any of these, but I could not express it. I was aware of my father's influence, and he was not joking. If my father had ever

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Darlington Briggs. I remained in the living room; shortly after, I sent the maid upstairs to give the meal to Amara. I would not accept her as my wife, even though I knew my father was not kidding. I was not the type of child who was easily swayed. I am 30 years old, not a little boy for my father to manage in whatever way he wanted. I do not remember taking my phone because I had rushed out of the sitting room and downstairs to alert the maid. As I grew tired, I returned to my sitting room upstairs to retrieve my phone and change from my purple T-shirt and black slacks to a warm night robe. I needed to take my evening bath too, and I considered taking the guest room downstairs because I did not want to share my space with Amara. I entered my sitting room, as the entire estate fell silent. It was after 11 p.m on Saturday evening ., but my family and I were still awake since we had a new addition to our home. Amara sat comfortably on the couch and ate her supper from a little stool a

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