"Greg, listen. The baby is kicking my stomach. She's just like you, so strong!"

"Greg, look. Bethany's eyes and mouth look like yours. She's practically a carbon copy of you."

A carbon copy...

Gregory's mouth twitched uncontrollably, caught in an ugly smile.

He received an elite education since he was a child and prided himself on his wisdom and intelligence, but in the end, he was played like a fool by Shannon, a mere entertainer from the slums.

But what could he do?

Shannon was already a pile of ashes. What else could he do to her?!

Amidst the fierce onslaught of the reporters surrounding him, a spiritless Gregory quickly fled the scene under the escort of his bodyguards and Paul.

to step forward as the head

another scandalous mark to the Salvador

had become the

became wrinkled as he squeezed his way through the crowd. Even his slicked-back hair was messed up, looking unprecedentedly

window, fiercely

the driver's seat, his emotions on the verge

floored the gas pedal. The luxurious car quickly sped away

kept checking Twitter and saw that the hashtag #BethanySalvador had dominated the top spot on the trending¶st, even overshadowing

could it be... How could it

looked at the paternal test report provided by Mr. Justin." Paul took a deep breath. "It's not forged. It's

you lie to me... How dare you lie to me!" Gregory pounded on the car window madly, his eyes bulging as

Salvador, calm down.

his voice and advised. After all, matters of pride are least important now. Although you were humiliated, it's

in the dark and

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