The Billionaire's Hidden Son

False accusation.

Stephen glanced up at the darkening sky, noticing the approaching rainclouds. Concern etched his face as he turned to her, considering the practicality of calling their driver for a quick escape from the imminent downpour. However, she shook her head in response, a resolute and adventurous glint in her eyes.

"No, let's keep walking," she insisted. Her voice carried a sense of determination, a desire to fully embrace the moment they were sharing. With a mischievous smile, she proposed a playful challenge, adding an extra layer of excitement to their already beautiful journey.

"We barely have ten minutes to get home," she declared, her voice filled with anticipation. "Let's continue and when the rain finally starts, we'll race. Who do you think will win?"

Her words hung in the air, electrifying their surroundings with the promise of laughter and shared exhilaration. In that instant, any thoughts of seeking shelter vanished, replaced by the pulsing adrenaline and the anticipation of a fr