Fiona glanced at Erica, noticing her arched eyebrows and pleasant features. She absentmindedly twirled a pen in her hand, her eyes quietly studying the young woman before her, a faint smile giving her an approachable vibe.

"Name?" she asked.

"Erica," came the response.

"Age?"

"I just turned eighteen this year."

Well, she's the same age as me, Fiona thought.

"What's Allen to you?"

"He's my cousin. I really have nowhere else to go. If my mom finds out, she'll kill

has always looked out for me, so I had no choice but to

hand. Her eyes twinkled with a bit of amusement, though

here, but it's obvious you're not just looking to terminate this pregnancy. You want to keep the

eyes widened in disbelief. How did

want to

you, too. You've got a bright future ahead,

clutching her stomach protectively, her eyes fixed on Fiona with fierce determination, as if daring her to

medication. At this stage, it should be

the office fell silent, only to be abruptly filled with

fortune to import that equipment, and being incredibly money-conscious,

"Get out!"

retrieve the damaged core of the equipment's screen, a piece she'd spent

around, her eyes flashing coldly, like

But if it all blows up, you won't be able to protect your child. If you think public opinion will

of

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