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?”

can make everyone believe you with a canceled card?” Alana

staggered. This was the only thing that her children’s father had left behind! Without hesitation, she immediately slapped Alana hard

her insolent son out of my sight!” Alana held her

The bodyguards charged forward.

and

corridor, groaning and gasping in

stared at her cousin. When had Emmeline learned to

the door of the VIP suite opened, and a sharp, stern voice snapped,

the bodyguards got up from the ground in awkward embarrassment. Rosaline

two sons and three grandsons. Abel was the

crazy woman’s causing a ruckus, and I’ve been

intelligent eyes toward Emmeline. A slight frown creased her brow as if she

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

asked. “The Rykers

just a shrew causing a fuss for no reason; just

answered suddenly, craning his head up to look at Rosaline with solemn eyes. “Hello, pretty lady, I’m here to see my daddy. I’m not

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

Hesperus shot a sidelong glance at Alanna then looked back at Rosaline. “Pretty lady, don’t listen to

be unexpectedly called a

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

see that, pretty lady?” Hesperus pointed accusingly at Alana. “Isn’t she

pounding hard at

should call me Granny, you know.” Rosaline lightly stroked

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

this woman and her child out of here!” Alana was frantic by now. “This noisy brat is bothering Madame

throw your status around and try to bully people,” Rosaline chided, frowning slightly.

hand. Since Abel had not shown up yet, there was no point in her staying here for now.

her toward Emmeline. “Mommy, I

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