Un Accord Avec Mon Donateur Milliardaire

Your overall health looks fine, but your AMH levels are low. Meaning, your ovarian reserves are below average for your age. Um, will that make it hard to get pregnant? Not always. But if you want children, I would recommend you start trying soon. Soon? How soon? Ideally, within three months. Oh my god. Don't cry. Having you was the best thing I ever did. Mom, I just hope you'll have children of your own one day. He's wanted kids. Maybe it's time. I think that's fine. Hey, I'm sorry. Didn't see that coming. Handsome guy. Unexpected kiss. Are you okay? Well, well. If it isn't my perfect innocent ex, what's the occasion? Are you pregnant, too? I'm not as efficient as you, Ryder.

We broke up, what, three months ago? And Candy is six months along. Impressive timeline. Oh, please! You couldn't keep a man, let alone raise a kid? Are you here to raid the sperm bank and DIY a family? Hey, get that back! No, no. What? Yes. If you're not married by 30, even the trust and the confidence go to your brother. It's final. Look, Mom, seriously, I... Low AMH, diminished ovarian reserve, recommended to start trying within three months. Oh, poor her. Poor thing. Wow. Looks like the golden goose is running out of eggs. Oh, fuck, fuck! This is truly a plot twist. I'm really worried about you, Claire. I mean, a girl with your history?

Do you think you're going to be able to snag a sperm donor before your eggs are all dried up? You're basically a clearance rack. Expired, free, and still no takers.

No takers.

You can rest assured, I already have a boyfriend. Yeah. MIT, 6'2", IQ off the charts, trust fund air, practically built for greatness. Way better than loser rider. Boyfriend. Ugh. Ew. Sure, Claire. Let me guess, he lives in the Canadian wilderness? Or some bullshit like that? And the best thing of all, he has the one thing you can't buy. Oh. Kindness. Funny. You're funny. How about we make a bet? If you're not pregnant within, say, three months, you have to admit the truth. You were just a dried up old woman. You have to admit it. Out loud. And to the public. Oh, baby, you're bad. No violin for you.

And if I win, you stray through the office naked, screaming that you are nothing but a little slimy suck-up bitch boy. Deal. Game on, Miss Nobody Wants You. Nobody wants you. Oh, my God. Even the sperm banks are booked six months out. And I only have three. Where the hell am I going to find the perfect gene donor boyfriend? Oh, God, someone help me. Now, that's interesting. You know, I think I could help with that. MIT, PhD, IQ 200. That's my medical report. No genetic disorders. Clean family history. I take every box on your donor wish list. What's the catch? You marry me contractually three months, just long enough to shut my family up and lock in my inheritance.

And in return, you get my sperm. And we get you pregnant just in time to win your little bet. That's really all you want? A paper marriage? Look, Claire, I'm not looking for love. I'm looking for efficiency. Honestly, this might be the fastest route to motherhood. Deal. Boss. Prenuptial agreement. Thanks. Okay. Three rounds of artificial insemination. Temporary cohabitation to keep up party appearances. Contract terminates after three months. I'd like to add one more term. Oh. Financial independence. I don't want anyone thinking I'm some gold digger. Fair enough. If that's what you want, I'm in. Great. Lovely. Excuse me, Mr. Reid.

Are you ready to head into the collection room for your specimen? Good luck. Mrs. Reid. Would you like to go in with him? Show him a little support. Oh, no. I'm actually... Oh, no, no. Excuse me. I need any... Pray tell. Do you plan on helping me? No, I... I did not mean that I was gonna... Shut up. Shut up. Please. How do I turn this off? Um... Claire. Shut up. Shut up. How do I make this stop? Claire. This is so crazy. Um, you should probably get started. I'm gonna... Be my guest. Okay. We'll begin shortly. You can wait outside. Okay. Yell for me. Boss. You married somewhere out of the blue? Feels a little impulsive. Even for you. No, no. Impulsive. Actually, she's... I don't know.

She's interesting. Anyways, what'd you find? Mrs. Reed has been working as a designer at Nova. Her ex cheated on her with his boss, Candy Ashford. Miss Ashford's been making her life hell ever since. Just last week, she killed Mrs. Reed's proposal. Said it wasn't feminine enough. Bye, Nova. Make Claire the new design director. Wait, seriously? But she's still my wife. Anyone mistreating my wife is mistreating me. I'm just dead, sir. Now, go get the car ready. We have to go meet Mom. The procedure went smoothly. We'll know in four weeks if it was successful. Oh, wonderful. Thank you. So much. I actually get to be a mom now. Of course. But, um, I'm married now. And you are my wife.

Call me Ethan. Fake. Remember? Ethan, you've done your part. When do I get to do mine? Right now. We're about to go meet my mother. Okay. Mother. My wife. Claire. Claire. My mother. Nora. Nora, it's so lovely to meet you. Hi. I've been looking forward to this for so long. And you rascal. So this is why you keep dodging all my matchmaking attempts. Uh, yeah. I'll explain that eventually. Of course. You wouldn't want to ruin your wedding night. Come, Byron. They have a mission. Making me a grandchild. Hey, my knees are actually weak. Claire, be careful, please. No, I don't. Claire, you don't under... Oh. Uh-oh. Definitely hard. And definitely huge. Fugees. Come with a warning label.

Make a cold shower. Back in a produsque. Going on here. Waiting for the new CEO, obviously. Nova got bowed out yesterday. Word is his rich, young, and single. I call dips. Oh, Claire. Don't forget your perfect jean baby bat with Ryder. Maybe. You could try your luck with the new CEO. Lots of old money there. With a face like that, land the CEO? Please. What are you going to do? Sneak into his bed and turkey base yourself? I don't need to trap anyone, Ryder. Unlike you, I offer value all on my own. Oh, please. You have been so heartbroken, you can't even manage a rebound. What, are you expecting immaculate conception? I don't need divine conception. And for all you know, I'm already pregnant.

Please. Okay, keep my heart out of here. Uh, welcome, sir. Director. Effective. What? She is barely qualified, and I have been running this pro... If she is director, then who am I? Support staff. Come on, that is blatant favoritism. Byron, I've done some research on Nova before acquiring it. This sketch, created by Miss Miller herself, has had the highest performing markers a year straight. If anything, I'd say this promotion is long overdue. How do you know the new CEO? I don't... Don't lie. He comes and promotes you first thing, and you don't know him! Come on, babe. The new guy's obviously clueless. That's why I picked her. No real skill. It won't lie. Ethan? Me, the director.

Well, because you're my wife. And more importantly, you're talented. Look, Claire, I'm not going to waste that. Everyone's going to think I'm just here because of you. Maybe. But we're connected nonetheless, Claire. Contract or not, you are the future mother of my child. And the future mother of my child will not be disrespected. So, I'll tell everyone today and clear the air. No. Wait, Ethan, you can't go public. Please. I don't want to be the woman who's known for using your sperm to climb the ladder. Seen by whom? Writer? Candy? Anyone. You're the CEO, Ethan. I'm just... I'm just someone under contract. And in three months, it's all over. Isn't it? It's your choice.

Byron, what is with that woman? I mean, any sane person would kill to be Mrs. Reed, right? She acts like it's a life sentence. That must be what makes her so... interesting? Hmm. Maybe. Long meeting with the CEO. I guess that means we can add him to your perfect gene list. Hmm. Someone seems desperate. What? Are you nervous? Afraid to lose the back. Mind your own business, Ryder. Mind your own business, Ryder. Does she have a sugar daddy now? Ever since I saw her getting that may back, nothing. No sign of it again. Was it all just for show? Hmm. Stale. Mr. Reed says you've all been working hard. Lunch is on him. Design team, you've got their own special menu. Thank you.

Boss, you're doing wonderful. You bring that to you, Claire. Thank you.

Oh.

No way. Are you seriously pregnant? Back off. That is none of your business. It is if your concerns are bad. Now, Spill, who's the Maybach guy? Your sperm donor? Is she? Now, I don't see why that would be any concern of yours. Well, hey, I'm just looking out for her, boss. I mean, after all, she used to be my girlfriend. Guess her eggs really are busted, aren't they? Or maybe that perfect gene donor of yours? Shooting blanks. I'll tell you what. I'll help you out for old time's sake. One night with me and then bird of your employee. Something I should know about? You've been under a lot of stress, which can reduce ovarian function. Probably why conception hasn't happened.

You need rest, moderate exercise, and a better mood before the next artificial insemination. So it's my fault. Hey, no, no, no. No, none of this is your fault. We still have time, and we're in this together. Okay? Light movement helps. Walks, swimming, yoga. Anything to keep your brain slow and present. You know, I bet you're a pretty bomb at yoga. Raise your hands slow. Gentleman's support. Breathe together. I'm not going to try anything. Relax. Twist against your partner's chest and feel their support. Feel the connection, their grounding presence. I'm going to be resistible when you're zen. Together. Breathe through it. You're good. Yeah. Back flips.

Because you've turned it into confetti. You try perfectly slicing for prenatal nutrition. Right, I'm a novice under pressure, okay? You're actually trying to ace a pregnancy diet? That's oddly endearing. Do you ever remember before that carrot presses charges? Uh-uh-uh. Not a chance. Your job. Wait, did you cut yourself? No, it's just a scratch. Here, let me see. But your baby brother needs an appointment to come home now? Chris. Ethan's younger brother. She's my wife. Now, feel free to make yourself at home, but don't overstay your welcome. So, Chris, I was hoping that you can shadow Ethan at Nova to learn the ropes you're starting tomorrow. What? Dolls, you've got to stop this sibling.

Come on, big brother. I mean, it's just a little family favor. You own the whole empire now. Oh, and Claire. I can't wait to work with you. Hey, it's not cool. My brother. Anything I have, he wants. And I know he's not here by accident. So, please, promise me that you'll stay away from him. Yeah, of course. You're in a three-month contract marriage. Ethan tries to keep it under wraps, but I found the calf surveillance footage. Send it your way. Received. Ethan, you've always been the crown prince. Chris, the heir, the one with the spotlight on him. But me, I was born this bear. So, big bro, once again, you have something that I don't. Let's see who wins.

Everybody, this is Chris, the newest member of the design team. Hello, colleagues. I cannot wait to learn from each of you all. Chris is Theo's younger brother, a total golden boy, and a walking HR violation. If I can't land the CEO, the younger Mr. Reid is still a pretty sweet deal. Well, um... I believe I will be reporting to you. I think I'll be in great hands. Uh, yeah. Welcome aboard, Chris. She's more than just a deal too, isn't she? Well, you never did like Sharon. Yes, the Wilson sketches are approved. You can go ahead and send those over to the account this afternoon, and... You strike me as an Americano kind of girl. You know, I think we should get lunch sometime. Just us together.

It could be fun. He's always been so competitive. I mean, anything I have, he wants. So please, promise me that you'll stay away from him. Sorry. I just don't think I'll have time today. You're not scared of me already, are you, Claire? I mean, come on, I'm harmless. I don't bite. Of course not. I just don't think... Relax. I know your marriage to my brother is fake. And keep secrets from me, Claire. Although, I am a little curious about the kind of woman that suddenly gets my workaholic brother to tie the knot. Even if it is a fake knot. What do you want? Lunch. Conversation. If I say no, and he spills the truth, Ethan loses everything. And if I say yes, just lunch. Great.

I will see you downstairs. I'll be right there. He really does mean something to you. Which means? What did my brother say to you? Nothing. Work stuff. Please, just stay away from him. My brother has spent his entire life trying to ruin everything that I have. Tell him about Chris asking me to lunch. Hey, boss. Meeting's about to start. I'll be right there. Alright, I gotta go. One meal. I can handle it. Ethan's so busy. It has the same car as last time. Is Chris the perfect jean guy? After you. Uh, isn't this Ethan's car? It is. No fucking way. She actually landed a rich golden boy. Problem? Are you worried that your fake hubby will catch you with the wrong brother?

What are you talking about? Just kidding. We're just grabbing lunch, Miss Miller. No wonder she got director. Anne had the guts to make a bet with me? It's because you were all cozy with the CEO's brother. You know what? Time to take down the office sweetheart. Brother. She jumped the ranks. CEO in the boardroom. That will be all. Thank you. Right away. Sorry, I'm gonna run to the bathroom. It's a free country. Come on, answer me. Do the look on your face. She's not picking up. Chris. How the fuck did you take her? Yeah, it's this nice little restaurant. Bye-bye. Which is surprising because most women, they can't help but to smile around me. I'm fine. Look.

So please, can you keep the contract thing to yourself? It's funny that this marriage is real enough to have a baby, but not real enough to matter. I mean, do you really love him? If you were so sure. What concern you? Brother. You just chose the wrong brother. Neil, are you trying to be funny right now? I am your sister-in-law, your brother's wife. I'm leaving. Why don't you sit back down? What are you doing? Nothing. You just have a little something right here. I guess that's just what happens when you're too focused on eating. Are you insane? No. I'm just testing out a theory, seeing how he would react. Who? What are you doing here? Fucking taking care of Claire.

Sick, twisted game you're playing? Leave my wife out of it. I just told you to stay away from my brother. Why are you at lunch with him? Why are you at lunch with him? Because he found out about the contract marriage. So what? Are you scared you'll tell someone? Or are you scared I'll back out and you'll lose your little bet? No, it's not serious right now. I'm trying to protect you. And if your mother finds out her marriage is fake, she'll cut you off. Huh. She's actually worried about me, not just the baby. God, I mean, you are blowing this way out of proportion. And our marriage is just paperwork. So what if I'm having lunch with Chris? Why do you even care? Because it feels real. Claire.

I'm so fucking tired of pretending that it doesn't. Claire. I am falling in love with you. Honestly, I didn't even think I wanted that until I met you. What the actual fuck? Is he jealous? Or is this some cool joke? Why does my heart feel like it's about to explode? I need to know if you feel the same. Congratulations, Mrs. Reed. Your hormone levels are back to normal. You're cleared for insemination next week. Thank you so much, doctor. We're good to go. We can finally try again next week. Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I haven't. Good morning, Nova's very own sperm queen. How's the donor search going? Is the CEO's little brother premium enough for you? What is your problem, Ryder?

I caught you cozying up to Chris Reed. I'm curious to see how Ethan's going to react when he finds out you've been playing both brothers. And what exactly am I looking at? Two co-workers showing up to the office? No wonder you never deliver anything good. You're too busy playing paparazzi all day. Cut the crap, Claire. You strut around here like you earned that title. You think you're better than the rest of us, but guess what? You are nothing but an incubator with broken parts. Does Chris even know that your eggs are defective? You say one more word and I will sue you for defamation. You filthy bitch. And you're done. I am telling you the truth.

Claire was only getting close to Chris because of a bet, okay? She's not this sweet, innocent angel. She is just playing him. One more slanderous word towards Claire and you're fired. For fuck's sake. She's just an employee. Why are you protecting her like this? Because. Because is my future girlfriend's boss. Oh, and Claire, I got these gorgeous flowers for you. Sweetie, are you okay? Fuck you're doing, Chris. I do. Word for Claire. Put the hands off her. She's a married woman. What? Claire is married? To who? Careful, big bro. I mean, you should really, really think this through. Once the truth gets out, well, we both know how mom's temper is.

If she gets angry and takes away your inheritance, well, the read group might just fall in my hands. I'm her husband. How is that even possible? How is that even legal? Wow. I can't believe you actually did it. You chose love over legacy. I mean, I am. You missed out the juicy bit. Why don't you tell everyone that your marriage is just a three-month contract? A business proposition. I want you to stay the fuck out of our relationship, Chris. Cool. Off. Big bro. Relationship has an expiration date. And once it's over, she'll be mine.

Yeah.

Funny. Because I won't let you get close enough to steal her from me. Brothers are fighting over Claire. What has she got that we don't? Her bedroom skills, of course. That's probably how she earned my promotion. How did I not see this sooner? She is sleeping her way to the top. What is left? If word of this gets out, I will end you. Claire. Claire. Let go of me. I screwed up. I was impulsive. I didn't stop to think about how you might feel going public with our relationship. Save it, Ethan. I am done. I can't do this anymore. No. No, please. Please don't go. I only did it because I was scared of losing you to Chris. And that's why I rushed to tell everybody that you're my wife.

Consequences. If your mother finds out we're in a fake relationship, you'll lose everything. And Chris and I are not a thing. Okay? Came into my life. All I cared about was my work and my inheritance. But I need you to know that as long as you're here with me, nothing else matters. Whatever comes our way, we'll face it together. You're on a plane right now. Your ex, he might find us happily ever after. Your coping's actually gotten a lot better. Doctor just confirmed. Exactly. Claire, this is Sophia. Pleasure. Though I'm not just a friend. We broke up two years ago. It's nothing. We were so in love back then. I thought you'd wait.

You know, if Chris hadn't told me, I'd still believe you were mine. If I remember correctly, you left to pursue a career halfway across the world. I thought that's what you wanted. Well, pick for brand manager. I mean, that won't be a problem for you, right, brother? What's the matter, Ethan? You don't want me back? Well, I'm afraid that decision's not entirely up to me. That's up to the board to decide. It's funny. What a coincidence. It just so happened to have their signatures, right? Here. Why did you tell me about Ethan and Claire? What's your angle? I want Claire and you want Ethan. We can help each other out. Help each other how? You? You can blow up their little fairy tale. And me?

We'll carve you a path straight to Ethan. Everyone wins. Let the games begin. What are you doing? I'm sorry if tonight upset you. Would it be bad if I was a little glad if it did? Wait, what did you just say? I want. Back from Europe, we'll tell her too. Then, yes? Of course. We'll try for that baby ourselves. We could. Oh my god. We fell down the stairs. Sophia, is there not anybody else you can call? Ethan, I don't know anyone else in this city. Who else am I supposed to call? Besides, are we not still friends? Please. No, fine. Yeah, I'll be over in just a few. Apparently, Fallon hurt herself and she doesn't really know anybody in the city. So you said you were hurt. Yummy.

My ankle, it still hurts when I walk. You lied. I was stupid to think you'd wait around forever. But seeing you now, I realized what I gave up. I'm married now. But you think she loves you? She's in it for the genes. And honestly, Ethan... No, enough. Wait. Don't go. Please stay one night. That's all I ask. At least that way, I still get to see you. The latest male contraceptive. Not FDA approved yet, but it can instantly deactivate sperm. Diffenchant. No way I'm... Heal that ankle. She can borrow you. Took your sample ages ago. I mean, why haven't they called me in? Do you think something's wrong? I'm overthinking. No, they're probably just swamped with patients.

I mean, stuff like this happens all the time. Yeah. Oh, see? Doctor, can I go in now? Not quite, Mrs. Reed. We've just received the results. Unfortunately, Mr. Reed's sperm motility is very low. It's currently not viable for fertilization. What? How is that even possible? What? No, that can't be right. I'm perfectly healthy. My sperm is fine. Test me again. I understand this is very upsetting, but the numbers don't lie. I suggest I retest in two weeks. In the meantime, rest, nutrition, hydration. This doesn't make... This doesn't make any sense.

Hey.

Maybe you're just working too hard? You were there for me when this all started, and now it's my turn. We'll get through this together. Should we plan on having this whole thing up by 2026? I mean, we have an additional 5,000 rooms on the left wing that we have... Apologies! This is Sophia Turner. Effective immediately, she will be taking over as head of the branding division. I'm looking forward to working with you all. And she's already manager. What's her background? I mean, it's giving Claire a 2.0. Check her socials. CEO's axe. The only one he ever won public with. Daughter of some investment tycoon. Wonder why they broke up. So the queen's come back to take her throne, huh?

I guess that means the temp wife position isn't getting renewed. Nice. Contract marriage with Ethan. What? One month left? What's your point? If Ethan only married you to scare me back into his life. I twisted my ankle last night.

Ow!

He freaked. It was like his world was... He promised me he wouldn't let you get pregnant. And... Oh! Didn't your little fertility trip to the hospital fail? How did you know that? A glass of wine with a little something extra. And let's just say his swimmers are on strike. I watched him drink it and totally enjoy it. Something extra. Are you telling me you gave him a drug that kills sperm? And he knew about it? Obviously! Oh my god! You're so much more naive than I thought. Claire. Babe. Honey. Cinderella only becomes a princess in the fairy tales. And we ain't in one. So! Why don't you go pack your things? Because... Mrs. Reed. That's my name. I should trust Ethan.

Sophia probably just settled up to mess with my head. One call to the doctor. I'll prove she's lying. Dr. Young? It's Claire. I just had a quick question. Ethan's sperm motility came back low. Could that ever be caused by... medication? Given Mr. Reed's health history, this result is unusual. It's quite possible he was exposed to something that impairs sperm function. Thank you, doctor. She wasn't lying. What are you doing down here all by yourself? Is everything okay? I'm a little down lately. If there's an explanation... Ethan, the night you went over to Sophia's, did you drink anything? Yeah, wine. Why? So it's true? He drank that wine on purpose, fully aware?

Maybe he never wanted to get me pregnant. Did you even know what that meant? Did you even know what that meant? Meant? What do you mean? I just meant I said boundaries with her. We're just friends now, right? Um, well, I mean, I guess, yeah. Yeah, I know what that meant. It's all true. I was naive, thinking we could have a future. Sophia was right. Maybe it's time we start putting some distance between us. What is going on in that little head of yours? Nothing. I'm fine. So I'm flying out tomorrow with Sophia. She just landed a major contract. And so our hospital date's gonna have to wait. But I'll be back as soon as I can. No need. That must have anyway. Exactly.

Finally won't have that thing looming over our heads. So I'll be right back. So that's it. You couldn't even wait for the contract to end? To be with her again? Fine. Well, our three-month bet is hitting the final stretch. Belly's still flat. CEO is off on a trip with his ex. Ouch. Are you feeling the heat yet? The whole clock is ticking. You lose and we want your confession loud and clear. I'm a dried up old hag. Don't break out the confetti quite yet. I still have one month left. Aww. Pleasure doing business with you. The pleasure is mine. Likewise. You cut things short and bumped your flight. Trying to get home to Mrs. Reed? You know it. She's ovulating tomorrow, so?

Gonna take the first flight back I can. And when she's expecting, got a new surprise for her. Wow, that is so stunning. Mind if I take a closer look? Sure. What are you doing? Um, sorry. It's so beautiful. I just, I couldn't resist. No? Lose to Ryder. You're gonna flood the kitchen. So you finally found out that my brother's lying to you, haven't you? Mind your own business. He was never gonna actually get you pregnant. He's too far in with Sophia. Leave him, Claire. He's not worth it. And you're gonna be my white knight. You're only talking to me because I'm a pawn in your little sibling game. Yeah. Maybe at first. Of course, I wanted to steal you away from him. But then, your heart.

I saw your generosity. I saw your work ethic. And I actually care. Or something. You and Ethan really are brothers. Different jerks. Same old script. You want a kid, right? You want a kid, right? My papers. I have a perfect sperm count. You don't have to put all your eggs into one basket. So you'd rather lose the bed and be the joke that everyone thought you were. The perfect donor, but why can't I feel at peace about it? Proposed. He proposed to her. My brother, he only ever saw you as a business strategy. But me, I can take real care of you. No lies. No contracts. I will use your sperm. You got it! So much more naive than I thought. He promised me he wouldn't let you get pregnant.

Though I'm not just a friend, I'm Ethan's ex. Pretty, huh? Ethan proposed. This time, it's really over. Finally gonna lose. Your turn. Doctor's waiting. Yell for me. Miss Miller, this way. We're ready for the procedure. Pick yourself up, champ. Pick up your phone. Hospital now. On it. Miss Miller, are you ready? Yes, doctor. I am. Relax. It'll be over soon.

Okay.

Brother. Too late. She's already in there getting inseminated by my... Why did you accept Chris as your gomer? Talk to me. Ethan. We are done. In this together? She... She's my wife. Maybe not for long. She signed the divorce papers. And soon, you will too. Then, the both of you will be nothing but strangers. You signed with... No. No, he's lying. Tell me he's lying, Claire. No. I won't sign without an explanation. Oh, come on. She just wanted your perfect gene. What? You thought she really loved you? No, I don't believe that. Claire, I need to hear it from you. You want an explanation? Fine. You married me for your inheritance.

At the same time, you were messing around with Sophia, letting her drug you. I mean, a sperm-killing drug? Ethan, really? And you think I didn't know that you proposed to her? You are just pretending to care now because you're scared I'll find out and break the contract. P-propos- Talking about Claire. It's over, Ethan. I mean, don't you get it? She already signed the divorce papers and Claire over here, she's carrying my... This has nothing to do with this. Seeing him now? Are you okay? Look, I'm not letting you leave me until you give me an explanation. What medication are you talking about? I've never taken anything like that in my life and proposed to Sophia. That's just insane.

Claire, you are the only person I have ever wanted to marry. Already give that ring to Sophia? Dramatic much? I literally just tried it on like for a second like for funsies. Okay, that is not what she said. She posted this online, said you proposed to her. Paul said that ring custom made for you. He wrapped up the business deal early just to catch the next flight back. Sophia insisted on trying it. That's all it was.

Okay,

get out of here, Byron! Claire, you have to listen to me. I would never hurt you. What about the night you went over to Sophia's?

What?

You knew she drugged your drink and you drank it anyways. That's why your tests came back like they did. You never wanted a baby with me. What? Fucking drugged my drink? Set me up. Why would you do that? So you end up with Claire. That bitch doesn't deserve you. You are the bitch, Sophia. Manipulative and pathetic. Oh, you filthy little I don't know. Send her all you want. Does not change the fact that she could be carrying Chris's never gonna happen. That's right. She. So stay out of my relationship. Chris. You knew about Sophia's plan, didn't you? Or have you two been scheming together this entire time? Does it matter? I mean, you're already carrying my child.

and you signed the divorce papers. You and the whole Reed Empire is now mine. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, child you're carrying or who gets the inheritance. The only thing I care about is that I get to spend the rest of my life to be the one who- Shut up! Don't listen to that. All right, you are the only thing that matters to me. No, because my future child, your inheritance, it's all yours. I never used Chris's sample. It'll be over soon. I can't go through with it. Not until I know the truth. Please don't book the procedure unless you're sure. Some of us value our time. Fucking touch her! All right, this is fucked up even for you, Chris. Byron, send his ass back to England. Make sure he never comes back. Yes, sir.

You'll regret this, both of you. You'll never be a- Marry me? It was a joke. That's a bet. Lucky for you, we're feeling merciful, so no full frontal humiliation today. No one wants to see that anyway. But we did come up with a creative alternative. Put that on. And then say exactly what you promised. And make sure you say it loud enough for the entire office to hear. The father of my original plan. I don't stop. I don't stop. I don't stop.