No Mercy, No Forgiveness

Chapter 176

Dusk was falling.

She finally made it home, only to find her father had sealed off the villa.

“Miss, the master said if you want freedom, don’t spend the White Family’s money or live in their houses.”

The butler offered a polite smile.

Katherine considered staying at a hotel, but her cards were frozen.

Shivering in the cold wind, she tightened her coat and called Maureen through tears and sniffles.

Pearl.

Because of yesterday’s incident, Geoffrey was still angry, deliberately giving the cold shoulder.

In the past, Maureen feared nothing more than Geoffrey ignoring her, but now she wished for nothing less.

Today, she finally finished handling the Heart’s Melody project and sent it to the overseas company.

She also received fantastic news: an anonymous investor had poured billions into her company.

He claimed it was out of admiration for Maureen, promising more investments if he could use her compositions.

Such astronomical royalty fees were beyond Maureen’s wildest dreams

Of course, she didn’t know over seven billion had vanished from Geoffrey’s private account.

The phone rang. Seeing Katherine’s call, Maureen instinctively glanced upstairs.

Geoffrey remained working in the study, having only come down for meals all day, his expression icy.

So she stepped outside to answer.

“Katherine, what’s wrong?”

“Reenie, I’m sorry.”

Katherine crouched by the roadside, choking back sobs. “J–Jacob… Sean took him away as his own son.”

“I tried to snatch him back, but his guards barred me from the villa and threw me out.”

Maureen’s heart instantly clenched.

cry,

bastard Sean said he’d personally care for Jacob, even told me to name my price…

enormous mess was

think Jacob was his

isn’t your fault. Who knows what wires got crossed in

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he believes Jacob is his son, he won’t

think if we just tell him Jacob isn’t his, he’ll

had been

I can’t reach him, and I dare

up, Geoffrey might grow

with him. If he saw

was just a brief encounter that left

for a beat. “I’ll contact

‘Are you sure?”

how deeply Maureen despised

in your name, tell

“Okay,”

hanging up, Maureen immediately transferred some money

then dialed Sean’s

Villa, it was already nine in the evening, Jacob, brought back bound, hadn’t touched a drop

expression that dared them

couldn’t bear it: “Young master,

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Teach him patiently.”

food

long

no choice

phone rang. Sean picked

“It’s me, Maureen.”

peripheral gaze drifting toward Jacob in the children’s

asked me to tell you–the child isn’t yours. Get a paternity test if

straight

with both children and couldn’t afford

Sean fell silent.