“Rowan Irwin?” He could not help raising his voice. “What’s the matter with this!?”

Frederic smirked. “This is my discovery.

“When Matthew gave you the policy, your father was the beneficiary. But when it comes to this policy, the beneficiary’s secretly changed to Rowan Irwin.”

Zephyr squinted, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

He had not cared about the insurance policy back then, assuming it was an affectation from Matthew. After all, the latter had been keeping up his act all these years to pander to his grandfather.

Who would have thought that there would actually be a plane crash at that time?

“This means that if I did die in that crash…” Zephyr said slowly, “These hundreds of million dollars would go to Rowan Irwin?”

“Absolutely.” It was done without anyone knowing too.

Zephyr’s expression was dark as he muttered the name repeatedly, “Rowan Irwin…”

“I checked the Irwins,” said Frederic. “They’re quite influential at Southeast Aciatic, and they deal with information technology and pharmaceuticals.”

Zephyr nodded.

It was just that the Irwins had never been involved with Centrolis—not even a collaboration. They were basically two parallel lines. How did Rowan conspire with Matthew?

It seemed that he had to keep investigating.

Zephyr snubbed his cigarette and got ready to leave when his phone buzzed.

“Marcus, it’s me.” Seth’s voice sounded urgent. “Are you busy?”

“No. What’s up?”

“Come keep Cordelia company then. She… isn’t in a good mood.”

Zephyr was alarmed. “What happened?”

Seth asked him to hurry to the hospital, finding it hard to explain over the phone.

Cordelia came out from Seth’s office like she had lost her soul. Her face was pale, and her eyes were blank while she walked in the hallway. Her heart thumped, but her breathing was unstable, and chills ran down her spine.

Seth’s words rang in her ears.

“Cordelia, the results are out. You… aren’t actually pregnant.

“But I found something else through your report.”

“Just in case!”

her belly and smiled at

have to plan for them. But I want to buy this insurance

and eyes were filled with

I got pregnant. I’m honestly quite nervous. I went through a lot of information these two days, and I’m afraid if something happens like

and glared at her sternly. “Stop imagining things.

down!” Cordelia snuggled against him. “I’m just saying in case something happens. Remember to claim

could not help growling.

stared at him in a trance,

tearing both insurance forms into shreds right

instantly as if

aggression coming from Zephyr caused Cordelia to step back

“Darling…”

right into his arms and said, “I’m not showing my temper at you. I just want you to know that

something

turned hoarse. “I don’t want the child.

heart swell with warmth and a pinch on her nose.

what are you talking

Will you really bear

confirmed

pinched his face as her big eyes sparkled like the

and seriousness were scary, but she knew that it was because

she said softly. “No one’s allowed to say unlucky things like this anymore. Both of us will grow old into our hundreds and become old

then a hint of a smile

served

later, he met Frederic in the latter’s firm. “How’s what

chin and pulled a few

mentioned… I think you might as well pen a personal statement claiming that Cordelia has rights

a must to ask if the law recognized it with anything that involved

it’s

“Mm.”

you really doing

my wife. What’s mine should be

though their marriage certificates were still an

if you do this. After all, you’re

puffed out a smoke

have to face the Hamertons sooner

nodded, understanding

did was akin to forcing them to acknowledge her status. He would stand by her side no matter what and fight

his voice to say, “Right, Z, while I studied commercial insurance,

“What is

at this.” Frederic passed a

scanned the material and

to Kerionia for a business discussion, Matthew had presented him with this insurance policy that had a huge amount of proceeds with a smile and all

in the sky was not safe. The insurance policy

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