The Woman From Hell

"Is the reason that important now compared to practical actions, Mrs. Grant?"

"Of course. I can't push my child into a pit of fire in order to save him."

The other party was not intimidated by me. "Are you saying that you're willing to watch him die in the first fire pit, then?"

I was not willing to, of course.

However, I certainly would never risk Munchkin's life.

"I know you're curious about many things, Mrs. Grant. But sometimes, having full knowledge about something won't necessarily give you peace of mind. There are many clauses in this agreement. You can take your time to read it. I promise it'll be beneficial to you and Munchkin."

I knew he was telling the truth. I had flipped through the agreement earlier. The content regarding custody change was very short, and the next few pages were all compensation clauses.

Apart from guaranteeing that he would donate his bone marrow to Munchkin unconditionally, almost everything that Munchkin might encounter in his life such as support, education, and medical care were all included as well.

This agreement seemed to encompass Munchkin's entire life, and this was what frightened me the most.

have to worry,

one who kidnapped Munchkin, I know how to find

party

is not going to be that difficult for me. It's just that I'm a person who hates to go through

his words. What did he take Munchkin for? I should hand him over to him just because

sorry, Mr. Hodds. I can't do it even if I want to cooperate. In order to change a custody order, a paternity test needs to

shook my head and deliberately put on a mocking

angered like I expected. Instead, he continued to maintain a

black-clad man next to him, who once again placed a folder in his hand. "There's no need to worry about that, Mrs. Grant. I already have the paternity test prepared." As

non-stop. How did he get his hands

report, it said that Munchkin's DNA matched Alex's

mean that

eyes and looked at the man.

How could it be?