RedNovelRegret 116 [Director Winthrop has a child with Mr. Howard? [Oh my God! Director Winthrop and Mr. Howard have a kid together!] The explosive rumor tore through the group chat, setting everyone abuzz as they gossiped about the child during work breaks.
Charlotte couldn't help but laugh to herself.
Tricia must have posted that photo just to make sure she saw it.
She saved the picture to her phone, and as soon as she exited the chat, Tricia deleted the photo: [Oops, sorry everyone, wrong picture.] [Con, Director Winthrop, why bother deleting it? We all saw it already!] The teasing started immediately.
Tricia replied: Oh well, it was a mistake! But keep it to yourselves, okay? Charlotte's lips curled up in a sly smile as she read the message.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe might as well give them a little push.
She forwarded the photo straight to her mother-in-law, Miranda: Mom, you have a grandson now.) Miranda was at the spa with several friends, getting their usual facials. She glanced at her phone, frowning when she saw Charlotte's message.
The moment she opened the photo, she bolted upright on the treatment bed.
A woman nearby gave her a puzzled look. "Miranda, what's wrong? Don't tellyour husband's cheating?" "He wouldn't dare!" Miranda snapped, yanking off her blanket and getting up to call Evander.
After just two rings, he answered, "Mom? What's up?" Miranda kept her voice cool. "Where are you right now?" Out," he replied.
1/3 12:45 Chapter 138 "With who?" Evander glanced towards the carousel, stood up from the park bench, and pulled out his cigarette case. "Just talking things over with a friend." "Talking about what? About your child?" He paused, a cigarette halfway to his lips, and lifted his eyes. "What are you getting at?" Miranda knew he was lying and let out a sharp, incredulous laugh. "Evander, are you at the amusement park with Tricia and a child? You toldthat wasn't your kid. Are you lying to me?" Evander's face clouded over. "Who told you that?" He'd made sure his outing with Tricia and her son was a secret.
Natalie was there too, but she'd never betray him.
"Don't worry about that," Miranda snapped. "Listen, Evander, I may not be thrilled with Charlotte as a daughter- in-law, but there's no way I'd ever accept a woman like Tricia. Your father and even your grandmother would never agree!" "If you want to divorce Charlotte, just say so. She's only twenty-six-are you really planning to waste her best years until she's middle-aged?" Evander snapped his lighter closed and lit his cigarette. "When did I ever say I wanted a divorce?" Miranda massaged her aching temples. "You're keeping a mistress and an illegitimate child outside your marriage, but you don't want a divorce? What you're doing is worse than your father! Do you really think you can have it both ways?" "My father is my father. I am not him." Evander exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his face unreadable. "Hans isn't my son. But what happened to Tricia back then was because of me. I owe her." Miranda took a deep breath, calming herself. "Fine, you feel sorry for her-sympathy is one thing. But don't forget, you have a wife! Charlotte thinks this is your child with another woman. Have you thought about how she feels?" Evander smoked in silence, a storm churning beneath his calm exterior.
"Evander." Tricia approached, Hans in tow.
Evander hung up the call and turned to face them.
12:45
Tricia suddenly noticed the small scab at the corner of his lips, likely because the sunlight was shining directly on him and they were face-to-face. How had she not noticed it this morning? That little mark was all too familiar.
Her ex used to bite her, insisting she belonged to him as long as he left his mark. The memory of that twisted man always made her shudder. And now, Evander actually let that woman leave her mark on him too! Evander scooped Hans up. "Tired already? Want to go home?" Hans nodded, but the truth was, he hadn't dared enjoy himself-his mother only wanted him to stick close to Mr. Howard...
"Evander, who was that on the phone?" Tricia asked tentatively.
She'd sent the photo to the office group chat on purpose; Charlotte must have seen it. Was this call from- Evander set Hans down and adjusted his cap. "My mother." Not Charlotte...
Tricia was a little disappointed.
So that woman really knows how to keep her cool.
Meanwhile, Charlotte was meeting Wesley as promised, aboard a yacht docked on the Royalis River.
Mrs. Rayburn was there too, cuddling a porcelain doll as if it were a real baby, her face lit up with a radiant smile.
Wesley transferred her $10,000. "Here's your payment." Charlotte glanced at the notification and laughed dryly. "You're awfully generous, Mr. Rayburn."
Who knew? Even after being suspended from work, she was, earning ten grand a day just form 9 ten grand looking after a patient with a psychiatric disorder. Not a bad deal at all. 3/3
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