While throwing Tiffany’s heavy luggage into the living room, Sophia coldly stared at the dissatisfied Tiffany as she roared in fury, “You should hurry up and leave now. If everything goes well, Bailey is going to hold another board meeting to dismiss you once again. You should leave now; otherwise, you might not make it on time.”

It’s Bailey, that b*stard, again! It appeared that Bailey had long known about that incident, so he merely played along with Cooper and Sophia to distract Tiffany’s attention. That jerk. All he does is take advantage of the situation for his own benefits!

Tiffany left in a huff, so Sophia took the opportunity and threw all her luggage out of the house. Tiffany’s men then took the luggage away.

The nanny was carrying Tiffany and Jordan’s son in her arms as she asked, “What do we do about him?”

Tiffany cast a glance at the son, as if she was able to see Jordan’s disgusting face through him.

Jordan’s child! Even looking at his face disgusts me! Even though this child was also Tiffany’s son, she felt that his father was beyond disgusting.

She found the fact of her actually having Jordan’s son extremely unbearable, which made her unable to even look at the child—it disgusted her whenever she set her eyes on him.

It might have been part of Jordan’s scheme to use the child to lay his hands on the Adams Family’s fortune.

It made her feel as if she had been raped by Jordan, causing her to transfer all her hatred toward him to the child.

She muttered through greeting teeth. “Throw him away!”

The nanny was hesitant as the child was, after all, a descendant of the Adams Family.

The child, who might have sensed his upcoming fate, struggled and cried in the nanny’s arm. His miserable cries annoyed Tiffany even more, causing her to grab the child from the nanny’s arm and throw him into the trash can without even giving him a glance.

The child was thrown into the trash can with a thud. Tiffany then hurried over to the Adams Group in an attempt to stop Bailey. That wretched man!

After Tiffany had left, Sophia, who seemed to hear a child’s cries coming from outside her house, went outside to check out the sound, only to find a tiny flesh ball, which was red in color due to the freezing temperature outside, in the trash can. Subconsciously, she picked the child up.

my! Such a scumbag! She actually abandoned her

had no idea what to do now, she knew that she could

what to do with him. After all, the child was Jordan and Tiffany’s son, so keeping him around would be a threat. However, the

informed Lucy so that the

child. He said that Dana had asked him to come

was completely functional, he was infertile, so he and Lucy could not have a

was Dana’s plan to have

keep the child at home so that it would be convenient for

quite fond of the child, would carry and feed him in her arms whenever she had free

to have other children whenever she wanted. In her eyes, the child was merely a product,

then entered the VIP elevator, attempting to stop everything. However, just when the elevator had risen two floors up, the elevator suddenly stopped moving, and a strange fragrance suddenly

of cold water. When she regained consciousness, she found that she was tied to a chair with both her arms and legs bound, unable to move even a muscle. There was a person, who had a face mask on,

a window, and the view outside showed that it was already night time. It was extremely quiet around, so she figured that they were

window stood a man. Although she could not clearly see, she knew that that man was

room, and there was a person

time

joined forces with Bailey to

about Cooper, thinking that a child could keep him with her, but she ended up

outside the window, “Are you going

was emotionless, but the night breeze

seemed like he had long known

Tiffany seemed to not feel indignant or fear, as if

four of them, were

the tragic scene of his family struggling in the fire and burning to death. The

into laughter. “Looks like you have long known about

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