My husband pushed me off an icy cliff when I was nine months pregnant, just to collect a 50 million life insurance payout. At my fake funeral, he smiled next to his mistress as he said, “They both froze to d:ea:th.” Then the cathedral doors burst open… and I walked in alive, my enormous belly bruised and battered, on the arm of the billionaire CEO of the insurance group: my biological father.
Chapter 1: The Descent into Shadows “Once the insurance payout of fifty million hits the account, nobody will ever speak your name again,” Damien Finch told her, before he shoved …
My husband pushed me off an icy cliff when I was nine months pregnant, just to collect a 50 million life insurance payout. At my fake funeral, he smiled next to his mistress as he said, “They both froze to d:ea:th.” Then the cathedral doors burst open… and I walked in alive, my enormous belly bruised and battered, on the arm of the billionaire CEO of the insurance group: my biological father. Read More