Up to this point, Tifanny knew that the cat was out of the bag.

The folder dropped from her hands as her legs wobbled, making her stumble and fall to the ground.

She looked like a soulless marionette that sat on the ground silently.

“The baby inside you. Whose is it?” asked Matthew with one hand in his pocket while the other was holding the cigarette, as he flicked it against the ashtray nonchalantly.

Petrified with fear, Tiffany raised her head. “What… The child? Of course, it’s yours. Matthew, you… you can’t break your promise so easily.”

How did it come to this?

Wasn’t he acting just fine yesterday? Why is he suddenly suspecting where the baby came from?

This sudden development caught Tiffany entirely off guard.

She had never thought Matthew would react so quickly.

“Do you know why I didn’t contact you yesterday?”

Matthew raised his eyebrow, looking like a god about to descend his punishment onto the mortals who defied him.

“W-Why?”

Tiffany asked cautiously, with a voice so small that only a mosquito could hear it.

“The boss had me contact Castron to investigate every detail of when you were there. Otherwise, why would he not call you on the day of the incident?” Thomas explained.

Matthew only suspected her of having a child in her belly because she pretended to save him and tried multiple times to harm Veronica.

She really is a cruel woman who would do anything to achieve her goal.

In order to marry me, she tried every trick in the book. This made him wonder whether ‘that one time’ abroad with her was enough to make her pregnant.

As expected, the results of the investigation surprised everyone.

words made Tiffany ghastly pale,

not like that. This

“The baby

to explain halfway when Matthew leaned down and choked her. “Have you thought about how

“Ugh… It hurts…”

like her windpipe was being crushed to the point her face started to go all

man like a chick, she tried her hardest to hit both of Matthew’s

few words took all she

peered at her with a flash in his gaze before he

the bed,

Huff… Huff…

rushing into her

and wiped his hands before throwing them

“Yes, boss.”

Thomas nodded.

of her wits, Tiffany crawled to Matthew and tugged on his pants. “Sob, sob… Matthew, the child really is yours. You can’t be so cruel. If Old Mrs. Kings knew about this, she

there would always be some that kept crossing

right now was Tiffany, who had not only lied to him but his grandmother as well. She had let an old woman who had well crossed fifty years of age wait

This d*mned woman!

as she stumbled backward and rolled on the floor. Laying on the ground, she spewed

a livid and

silent yet proud and capable. He was the goal

though he had a cold attitude, at least he

she did not know such

was in such pain that she could not

tightly that it started to bleed, yet she did not take notice

did not dare to even breathe

employer so furious before. Even more so, they had never seen him harm

were all

who was still lying on the floor,

that Tiffany’s

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