"Mr... Mr. Quimby." Owen bit his lip, his twisted smile growing even more sinister. "Do you still remember that child?

"Do you know... where that child was buried?"

"You..." Daniel clenched his teeth, glaring at him.

Owen smirked. He knew that poking this sore spot would hurt the most. "Back then, Maisie was already five months

pregnant. You are the one who almost forced her to the brink of death! It was a live abortion of a five-month-old

fetus!"

"It wasn't me!" Daniel's voice grew deeper, his temples pulsing as he emphasized each word. "I didn't force her!"

"So, was it just an accident? Are you saying it had nothing to do with you?"

Daniel moved his lips, but he couldn't say a word. Back when Maisie had been pregnant, he had been cold because

he had wanted her to abort the child quickly. Later, Maisie had insisted on keeping the baby, eventually managing to

escape from him. She had lived incognito in a harsh environment, struggling to nurture the fetus for five months.

Everything had seemed stable, but a few people had appeared out of the blue to take her back and abort the child,

claiming that these were Mr. Quimby's orders.

had ensued, Maisie had taken a misstep and

had been lying in the emergency room, her

they'd evaporated into thin air. There had been no security

this was

in a daze. It was only then that Daniel

her and been consumed by regret. Later on, Maisie had lost her

his gaze up at Owen, his eyes cold as a

Quimby." Owen smirked maliciously. "If you help me deal with

to see

was a girl?! Maisie said that daughters are considerate, so she wanted to give

princess for you!"

fists trembled

her to prenatal check-ups!" Owen's expression twisted. "Heh...

long time to find out the baby's gender. Eventually, the doctor got fed up and told her to prepare

clothes!"

"Stop talking..."

covered in blood!" Owen's eyes were bloodthirsty as a

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