Chapter 1 Menu Justin Pittman's mistress got pregnant ! Emelia Sutton stared at the photo of a pregnancy test report sent by Samantha Walsh , feeling devastated . Since they got married three years ago , Justin had insisted on contraception , claiming he disliked children and wanted to spare her the pain of childbirth . Back then , Emelia was deeply moved by his love . Now she realized it had all been an excuse ! Cold fury rose in Emelia's eyes as she gripped her phone and hurled it at their wedding portrait on the wall . The glass shattered , and the photo fell to the floor , as pathetic as their broken marriage . 940 Inside the Atrisland Venue in Atlanta , crystal chandeliers scattered starlike radiance across the grand hall . Exquisite , unparalleled artworks hung on the walls , complementing display cases of rare collectibles . Together , they showcased the prestige of tonight's auction . Right now , the event was halfway through , with bidding wars erupting over every item . Justin had claimed nearly all the exquisite jewels . Dazzling necklaces , bracelets , and earrings were carefully placed before Samantha , glittering under the lights . Thank you for all these beautiful jewels , Mr. Pittman , " Samantha cooed , her voice dripping with honeyed sweetness as she ran her fingers over the precious pieces , her eyes gleaming with greed . Each of these collector's edition items was worth a fortune , more than she could earn in several lifetimes of hard work . And Justin had handed them to her without blinking , she couldn't help feeling more grateful and affectionate toward him . " As long as they please you . " Justin slightly turned his body , a faint smile on his face . He then took out a black card from his pocket and elegantly handed it to her , adding , " In two months , I'll send you abroad for the delivery . I've already arranged the most professional medical team . " Samantha's bright smile faltered at his words , a flicker of displeasure crossing her face . She bit her lower lip slightly and murmured , " Couldn't I stay here for the delivery ? I don't know anyone there . I'm scared … "