Oscar Ryker had three grandsons. Which of them had sired this little boy everyone was staring at?

Whoever the father was, it definitely could not be Abel Ryker, the third grandson. He had been overseas for a while now. This was probably Adrien Ryker’s child. After all, everyone in Struyria knew that Oscar’s second grandson was a notorious playboy and man-about-town.

Goodness!

The wealthy women and their daughters all wore envious expressions. After all, they had come with extravagant gifts to visit Oscar for the sole purpose of ensnaring one of the Ryker grandsons. Which ambitious mother would not want their daughters to marry into Struyria’s wealthiest family?

Unfortunately, this shabbily dressed young woman called Emmeline Louise had stolen a march on them by showing up with a child in tow. The other women felt like strangling her.

“Emmeline!” Alana looked livid. Furiously, she ordered, “You get out of here right now and take your son with you, so he doesn’t cause trouble! Do you think the Ryker family doesn’t know exactly what sort of person you are? As if any of the Ryker boys would have a child with a slut like you!”

“That’s true too,” the wealthy women agreed sycophantically, nodding vigorously. “She’s probably so poor she’s gone out of her senses. She doesn’t even know who the father of her child is, so she’s trying to blame Mr. Abel!”

“She’s just a scheming little wretch with ulterior motives, you’d better send her packing!”

“Security!” Alana turned to the bodyguards. “Throw this woman and her son out so they don’t disturb Old Mr. Ryker!”

“Yes, Ms. Lane!” The bodyguards moved forward menacingly.

“This is Abel Ryker’s son!” Emmeline planted herself in front of Hesperus. “If you harm one hair of his head, I’ll make you regret it!”

“Hahaha!” All the wealthy women began laughing, and even the bodyguards smirked derisively.

“Emmeline, you really know how to throw blame around, don’t you? You’re such a liar too! My fiancé has been overseas the entire time; do you think he’d be able to suddenly father a child with you?”

“Your precious fiancé gave me this at the time!” Emmeline brought out the bank card and waved it at Alana. “The cardholder is Abel Ryker, or am I mistaken?”

card?” Alana snatched the bank card from Emmeline

only thing that her children’s father had left behind! Without hesitation,

and her insolent son out of my sight!” Alana held her stinging cheek and snarled, gritting her

The bodyguards charged forward.

of hard blows and several good kicks. Alana

the corridor, groaning

When had Emmeline

to continue the fracas when the door of the VIP suite opened, and a sharp, stern

the ground in awkward embarrassment. Rosaline Ryker, nee Turner, was standing in

grandsons. Abel was the child of

accusingly at Emmeline. “That crazy woman’s causing a ruckus,

intelligent eyes toward Emmeline. A slight frown creased her

leap of joy. Emmeline was notorious by now; it looked like her reputation was a

ruckus about?” Rosaline asked. “The Rykers have nothing to

quickly, “Oh, she’s just a shrew causing a fuss for

craning his head up to look at Rosaline with solemn eyes. “Hello, pretty lady, I’m here to see my

she bent down to get a good look at this little charmer. “Who are

Rosaline. “Pretty lady, don’t listen to this auntie. My Mommy isn’t a shrew.

be unexpectedly called a pretty lady,

take it anymore. “Impudent little b*stard, who are you calling an

lady?” Hesperus pointed accusingly at Alana. “Isn’t

her lips, her heart pounding hard at her brief loss

know.” Rosaline lightly stroked Hesperus’s hair. “My grandson is

call you Granny then! You look like a really nice person. Maybe you’re actually my Granny!” Hesperus’s acting skills

woman and her child out of here!” Alana was frantic

Rosaline chided, frowning slightly. “Have them escorted down; that will be

taking hold of Hesperus’s small hand. Since Abel had not shown up yet, there

toward Emmeline. “Mommy, I want to play with Granny for a while. I’ll

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