Ariana sighed deeply. "I don't have a choice, do I?" she asked, then shook her head. "You really didn't give me a choice," she said sharply. "All the decisions are in your hands. That's the contract you've given me. I just need to act like I love and care for the child, and voila, the child becomes yours." Ariana snorted. "I can do it, help you. And in return, don't interfere with my personal life." Ariana closed the folder and handed it back to Gerald.

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