Chapter 2 Pregnancy


    Sofia POV


    Chevy curtly ran up to Natasha and said, "Dont worry, Sofia is a very understanding child, she will not


    upset you."


    In fact, I knew that Chevy didnt owe $5 million in gambling debts at all, and that he had set aside a


    million for Natasha and Tom!


    He found my sacrifice very meaningful, both in helping him pay off his gambling debt and in helping him


    pay for a good life ahead.


    I was disappointed in him to the core.


    When we got home from dinner, Natasha observed every room in the house, frowned and said, "This


    house is so shabby! Chevy, I cant believe you let Tom and I live in such a shabby house! Im not used to


    it! And there are only two rooms here, where are we going to stay?"


    There were obviously four people here, but shepletely ignored me. I sat on the corner with my


    school bag, like this house was never my home.


    Natasha came up next to me and smiled, "Youre the older sister, you should know you have to give


    way to Tom, right? I have an idea. Your father and I will pay for a couch for you. You sleep on the couch


    and leave your room to Tom. deal?"


    She said this without even considering my opinion, just informing me.


    I could only say helplessly, "Okay."


    Natasha smiled with satisfaction. She turned around and dragged Tom and Chevy into the room and


    closed the door behind her. I could asionally still hear theirughtering from inside the room.


    Natasha said, "Why dont we buy a new house? If this house is so dpidated, we can leave it to Sofia.


    Shes going to get married sooner orter anyway!"


    I think I heard Chevy agree to her request.


    This home didnt give me any warmth.


    I slept in the chair all night and went out the next day with my school bag. I had actually gotten used to


    such a day. For 18 years, Chevy either asked me for money to gamble or for living expenses. Its a


    miracle that I havent broken down after such a life!


    My father was really ridiculous at times! If it wasnt for Chevysck of money before, Im afraid he would


    have abandoned me as his daughter.


    One monthter.


    Ive been vomiting a lottely, and I spent half an hour in the bathroom at dinner.


    Chevy didnt notice my condition at first, and it wasnt until I was back at the table that he said, falsely,


    "Sofi, are you sick? Is it bad digestion?"


    Natasha was beside herself with indifference.


    From the moment she moved into the house, she thought I was a whore who made money off of man-


    fucking. Having sold my body since I was eighteen, shes always thought I was a disgusting bitch.


    I shook my head. The feeling of wanting to vomit kept lingering in my throat. I was so ufortable!


    Chevy saw my miserable white face, but his expression gradually became happy.


    Damon POV


    I was in the presidents office looking at information. My Orion Group is a huge business conglomerate


    with assets in the hundreds of billions of dors. So even though Im the youngest graduate with a


    masters degree from Yale, I cant afford to be careless with my work.


    After the familiar sound of the phone ringing, I picked up the phone in a cheerful mood.


    "Tiffany, how are you doing in France these days?"


    "Im fine, Damon, and since Ive been in France, Ive realized that this is the ce where I can improve


    my skills. I think I need four more years of study before I can go back. Youll be waiting for me, wont


    you?" Tiffanys voice was sweet and pleasant.


    "Ill still love you even if you dont study, Tiffany, and Ill wait for you whether you have your own career or


    not. Since its your choice, Ill choose to respect it."


    We chatted intimately for ten minutes before hanging up the phone.


    Thats when my secretary knocked on my door, "Sir, Mr. Rittel says he has something important to


    discuss with you."


    "Important? Which Mr. Rittel?" Damon asked.


    "The receptionist said his name was Chevy Rittel, and Mr. Rittel said he didnt want to tell anyone else


    about this important matter, so he could only talk to you alone."


    I became somewhat interested in this, and it just so happened that I was having a good day, so I


    instructed my secretary to call the man in. It didnt take long for a middle-aged man to walk into my


    office. He was rubbing his hands together and his face was beaming.


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    "Mr. Rubinstein," he called me tteringly, "I know you dont know me, but my daughter, Sofia, Im sure


    you know her."


    "Who are you? I dont think I know either of you two. If you dont say what you call important, I think you


    can get out now." I said coldly.


    "Well, Mr. Rubinstein. then I will briefly introduce myself. my name is Chevy Rittel. my daughter, Sofia


    Rittel, she had a physical transaction with you about a month ago. But now, shes pregnant." Sofia?


    Sofia Rittel? Is he referring to the woman I had sex with a month ago? She was pregnant?


    My memory faded into the back of my mind. A month had passed since that night, and if it werent for


    this man, I would have forgotten about it.


    "What do you want?"


    That woman is really a bitch, and even her father is a bastard who knows no shame!


    "Three million dors. I think three million dors is nothing to Mr.Rubinstein who is the president of


    Orion Group, right? If you give me the money, I will keep the secret for you. If you dont give me the


    money, Ill tell the news media about it!"


    "Deal, I can give you three million dors, but you have to sign an agreement with me. If you still use


    this to ckmail me, I wont give you another cent. Also, she has to get an abortion, I dont want a


    whore having my baby!"


    My good mood waspletely gone. Their disgusting faces disgusted me from the inside!


    "Fine! If you pay me, I promise that nothing about you wille out of my mouth!"


    I pulled out a check and wrote down the numbers and handed it to him. A smile instantly appeared on


    his wrinkled face and he happily thanked and praised me. I was impatient at this.


    "Sign the agreement and youre out of here!"


    "Yes! I know."


    Chevy kept nodding his head. After signing the agreement he pulled the door open and headed out,


    only to run into a middle-aged woman dressed in regal clothes. Her hair was in a high bun and she had


    a Swiss watch worth a lot of money on her hand.


    "Sorry, I didnt mean to ...... ah!"


    "What you just said is true?"


    "Uh, I dont know what youre talking about. I just happened to be passing by and I think I took a wrong


    turn." Chevy lied.


    "Lets talk inside, you have to exin things to me!"


    "Mom, what are you doing here? Didnt you say you were going shopping today?"


    "Damon, what did you mean by what you just said? Why did you give him a check for three million


    dors? What did you do?"


    "Its not an important thing, you dont have to care." I said to her.


    "Not an important thing? I clearly heard you say that you let her daughter have an abortion and you


    gave him a check for three million dors! If you dont exin this to me, Im going to go do my own


    investigation!" My mother, Monica Rubinstein, her expression turned serious.


    "Mom, its just that ...... its just that I got drunk and then got a woman pregnant. I dont need her to give


    me a baby!" There was no longer any way to hide things, so I had toe clean and tell Monica.


    "What? Abortion? Did you think that with our familys wealth you couldnt raise a child? I knew I shouldnt


    have agreed to you and Tiffany being together from the beginning. If she loved you, why would she run


    away to France alone? And shes not fertile! Are you going to make sure that I dont get to see my


    grandchildren until I die, and the Rubinstein family wont allow you to do that!


    "Mom, I wish you wouldnt always bring up Tiffanys inability to have children. I feel the same pain about


    it. But that night was just a mistake, and I dont want a child without love!" I retorted to her.


    I dont want to be married to any woman but Tiffany!


    "Thats enough! I dont want you to keep making mistakes. I can agree if you want to marry Tiffany, but


    you have to keep this child! Otherwise, I wont agree to your marriage."


    "Mom, I cant do this ......"


    "I asked Tiffany about this and she agreed for you to get a surrogate!"


    My emotions started to fluctuate, "Mom! Dont lie to me! Theres no way Tiffany would agree to such a


    condition!"


    "If you dont believe me you can call and ask her."


    Chevy, who was standing by, watched us argue and tried to slip away, but Monica shouted, "Youre not


    leaving! The Rubinstein children cannot suffer in your home!"


    Then she turned to me and said, "Im going to give you two choices in this matter. Choose to keep the


    baby and marry Tiffany, or break up with Tiffany after that girl has an abortion. Thats the biggest


    concession I can make!"


    Sofia POV


    As I headed out the front door after school at noon, I noticed a ck car parked outside the school and


    several men dressed in ck standing next to it.


    I kept my head down and tried to cross the men, but they called out, "Are you Sofia Rittel?"


    How did they know my name?


    I nodded in surprise, and then the next second I was dragged into the limo by men dressed in ck.


    I struggled and screamed in terror, "Who are you? Let go of me! Let go of me!"