The Living Heir
We’re prepping the surgical suite for the extraction now.”
I collapsed forward, burying my face in my hands as a shattering sob tore through me.
Preston dropped to his knees in front of me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and wept openly — the invincible billionaire finally surrendering to the mercy of a miracle.
Chapter 4 — The New Legacy
The chemical smell of the pediatric recovery wing was a stark contrast to the mahogany of Pierce Tower, but to me it smelled like victory.
It had been six long months since the day I crashed the divorce meeting and blew up an empire to save a life.