Chapter 103

“Hint?” Renee listened in confusion. She gave Old Mr. Hunt the black pearl in the hopes that it might bring him health and peace. What did she hint at him? How could she not know?

“As soon as I saw the pearl, I thought of how it symbolized fertility and childbirth…”

Old Mr. Hunt’s face turned grim. He sternly questioned Stefan, who was kneeling on the ground. “You b*stard. Tell me honestly. Are the rumors true? Did you really knock up another woman behind Ren’s back?”

Since the matter had digressed to this point, Stefan found no reason to hide anymore. Although he was still on his knees, he kept his back straight and said with a cold and firm voice, “Now that you know, I have nothing to say. The child does indeed have the bloodline of the Hunt family. It needs a legitimate identity and a competent father.”

“You!” Old Mr. Hunt held his chest and almost skipped a breath. Then, he slammed his cane on Stefan’s back with no mercy. “You fool!

“That child needs a legitimate status and respect. What about Ren? Have you ever considered her feelings? She’s your wife! Over the years, hasn’t Ren been devoted to everyone in the family, including you and me?

“You’re the closest person to her, yet you don’t care for her or love her. Fine, but how could you hurt her?!”

Old Mr. Hunt became angrier as he spoke. With authority, he ordered, “I don’t care. Send the. immoral woman to the hospital right now and get rid of your illegitimate child!”

“I’ll only accept you and Ren’s children to the family. I won’t recognize anyone else!”

and outright

straw. Old Mr. Hunt

so stubborn, aren’t you? You won’t even listen to me because of a woman. If this is it,

Mr. Hunt opened the bookcase after saying that. He took out a long whip

whip for years. I’ll let it end your life today, or I won’t be

Maurice!”

a soldier who didn’t fool around with the whip. He hit so hard that Stefan

remained silent as excruciating pain split his back. Even so, his lips kept themselves shut without so much as a grunt or

would ease Grandpa’s anger, he was more than willing

intervening. After all, Stefan was a grown man towering at nearly 190

Renee did not expect Grandpa Hunt to beat his own grandson so

Stefan’s shirt was ripped open, and his open wounds bled. Even so, begged for no mercy, vowing

he

but Stefan’s deep love for Briar and

sweating outside the study. He mustered his courage and tried to persuade Old Mr. Hunt. “Master, stop

If anything happens, that’ll be the end of the

up and whipped Stefan harder. “So be it! It’s better to end such heartless

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