"Record it."
In the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, the aristocratic man squinted his peach blossom eyes and quickly instructed the person beside him.
"Yes, President Sinclair." The bodyguard in black immediately took out the equipment and started recording the sound from the listening device...
...
On the other side, Austin Harper was completely unaware that he had a recorder on him.
He still looked painfully at the woman he had liked for more than ten years and pleaded, "Sister Renee, I just want to hear one truthful word."
Renee finally moved, touched her red lips, and asked him, "So what if you know? Do you want to expose me? Or do you want to tell Uncle Sinclair about my relationship with you?"
"How could I?" Austin denied it without thinking. In the next second, he realized, his eyes widened suddenly, "Sister Renee, so..."
The child in her belly was really his!
It was his child!
