Stole My Name to Date A Billionaire by Mark Twain 9
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
The conference room went dead silent.
Everyone sat there shell-shocked.
After several seconds, someone finally spoke, their voice trembling.
“Miss Morgan… are you serious.”
“I never joke.”
Truth was after Kaia got expelled.
I’d had people watching her every move.
Because I knew-with how vicious she was-she’d never just let it go.
Sure enough, backed into a corner, she found some sketchy underground clinic. Wanted liposuction.
She didn’t have money.
So she made a deal with the clinic owner-
Once she got her looks back, she’d give him her V-card.
What she didn’t know: that black-market clinic specialized in cheap plastic surgery for escorts.
And the owner? He’d already caught HIV from messing around with those girls.
Not long after Kaia “paid” him, she started running low fevers and got rashes.
But she just figured it was part of post-op recovery.
So when she carefully staged that whole “taking the knife” scene and wormed her way back to Grayson, I just let it play out.
I was waiting.
Waiting for the perfect moment to nail them both for good.
Blackwell Corp didn’t just have one heir.
A golden boy with a dirty disease?
To those uncles and cousins circling like vultures, what kind of threat was he anymore?
He’d just become the family’s biggest scandal. A pawn ready to be sacrificed.
And a Blackwell family drowning in disgrace-
how could they still crush us?
After the dead silence came something else-
Chapter 9
barely restrained ecstasy.
The shareholder who’d been screaming at me minutes ago now looked at me like I was a goddess.
Half an hour later.
The first wave of news my assistant released crashed the entire internet.
Headline:
The Blackwell Heir’s Fiancée’s Dirty Deal: Trading Her Body for Beauty – Intimate Ties with an HIV-Positive Clinic Owner
Attached: every sordid detail of Kaia’s transaction with the clinic owner.
Including his hospital-confirmed HIV diagnosis.
The internet exploded.