Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 452 An Act

Nicole regarded Queenie with disdain as it was clear that the woman before her wouldn’t give up getting into the Gardner’s good graces with underhanded means. Well, it was her lucky day that Nicole did not have the time to argue with her further. So, Nicole snorted derisively, “It’s okay if you want to think that way. We’ll see what happens in a few months.”

She paused as she suddenly thought of something and continued, “Oh right, we can do a DNA paternity test with amniotic fluid. So, it can be done even if the child is not delivered.”

Queenie’s face changed at Nicole’s words. She planned to abort the child as she knew Colton would not make a big fuss out of it. But if they did the amniotic fluid test, then she was done for. Suddenly, a sheen of perspiration covered her forehead.

Even so, Queenie would not back down, not before Nicole. Therefore, she warned through her teeth, “Whatever happens between Colton and I is none of your business!”

Nicole’s bright eyes gleamed with mockery as she quipped, “Oh, was I meddling too much? Weren’t you the one who wanted to argue with me?”

red as she wanted to refute but did not know what to

while, she shot daggers at Nicole and rebuked coldly, “Didn’t you come to the Gardner Residence to look for Colton? I don’t believe that you’re only here to visit

couldn’t suppress her amusement as she burst

are for me to waste

want to waste time arguing with her. Thus, she stepped back as she deliberately taunted Queenie, “Let’s not even talk about whether or not the child in your belly is Colton’s. But it is an undeniable fact that my son is indeed his. So, do you truly think you can wait until your child is safely delivered, knowing

as she yelled insults, “You’ve finally revealed what’s on your mind! You’re just afraid that I will deliver a

to do anything to change her predicament. “Even if that’s what I think, so what? Do you think you would be that lucky that you would be able to

expression and spoke softly. She looked especially pitiful with glistening eyes. “We’re half-sisters, Nicole. Do you need to be so mean to

brows and thought. What’s