Chapter 2944 - 2953: Whose Child Are You Carrying?
Chapter 2944: Chapter 2953: Whose Child Are You Carrying?
"Mom, where are you? I arrived but didn’t see you."
This voice was incredibly familiar—it could be none other than Renee. Turns out her dad was also rushed to this hospital for emergency treatment.
The wealthy woman heard her voice, her expression sour, and said, "I’m at the stairway entrance. Come to the east stairway entrance, I have something to ask you."
"What is it?"
"Come over first. You come alone, don’t bring anyone else," the wealthy woman demanded sternly.
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Ten minutes later, Renee arrived at the designated place, and immediately saw her. As she walked over, she greeted, "Mom, why did you call me here? Dad hasn’t even come out of the emergency room yet. Can’t you wait until he comes out to talk?"
The wealthy woman waited for her to approach and then gave her a slap across the face. "And you have the nerve to bring up your dad! If he knew what you’ve done, it’d be a miracle if he didn’t get so angry he’d die!"
Renee was baffled by the slap, holding her face as she angrily retorted, "What did I do?"
"You dare ask me!" The wealthy woman’s face was flushed with rage, pointing at her abdomen, "Whose bastard is in your belly? Huh!"
"I..." Renee was momentarily stunned before her expression turned panicked.
The wealthy woman, seeing her reaction, rebuked her in exasperation, "So the child in your belly really isn’t Adam Sinclair’s, right? Whose is it? What else are you hiding from me?"
Renee’s lips moved slightly, her chest aching as if pricked by needles, yet she didn’t know where to start.
"You won’t say? Then I will! You even tangled with that untouchable jinx, causing the family to go bankrupt, with your dad now fainted in the hospital!" The wealthy woman, recalling the chance overheard conversations, felt both humiliated and furious, "Are you out of your mind! When you said you wanted to reconcile with Adam Sinclair, I supported your decision because I thought he might have feelings for you. It’s not wrong to play a few tricks to drive away that little star. But I never told you to carry a bastard and ruin the family’s company!"
"The rest of the family doesn’t know you caused this mess yet. When they find out, your aunts will tear you apart! Do you ever think before you act? What era is this, and you’re still playing the old switcheroo? Have you thought about what you’ll do if you get caught?"
The wealthy woman felt rage burning in her chest, setting her insides on fire, "Do you know whom I just ran into?"
Renee, scolded and still covering her face, raised her head to look at her, "Who?"
"Young Master Sinclair!" The wealthy woman stomped her foot in anger, "He already suspects the child isn’t his. How are you going to cover it up then?"
Renee, tormented both mentally and physically these days, heard her mother say this, tightened her lips, and shook off the wealthy woman’s hand impatiently, "Cover it up however! I didn’t want to be pregnant with a bastard either. I even drugged him, but if he won’t touch me, what can I do!"
She had planned to shamelessly force herself on him, but he called in friends in advance, leaving her no chance.
"I’ve done all this not just for myself, but for you all, for the company, for the family. Ever since Grandpa stepped down, who still takes our family seriously? You’ve been teaching me since I was young to be an exceptional woman and seize opportunities. I’m just seizing an opportunity! So what if the child in my belly isn’t his, he still has to accept it now!"