Brandon’s POV
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“Are you going to take years to find a newborn baby with matching details?” I asked Bruce over the call, getting irritated with each passing of time.
“O Hello! You have asked to get a baby, not a matching nail polish which I get any moment.”, he snapped.
“Even dad and I are onto this. Hopefully, we find such a baby soon.”, I added, to let him know that even we hadn’t found anything.
“And there I had heard that you married her just to keep her safe.”
“And that was I doing.”
“Keep lying that to yourself. Bye, I will talk about it later.”, Saying this, he disconnected the call.
I used the money to hide all the evidence that Sophia’s baby died before she was brought to the hospital. I didn’t care; I was throwing money like water. All I knew was that I couldn’t let anyth
