He was the only one who was still holding on to the memory.

Juliana couldn't understand the man before her eyes. For some reason, she felt as though he was keeping a lot of things to himself. It seems that he's not going to reveal anything, so I shouldn't show concern. If I were to ask him, he would just brush me off.

“What exactly do you want, Huntley? If you want me gone, let's just get on with it. I'll go somewhere far away,” Juliana said.

Huntley flashed a faint smile and uttered in a casual tone, “The child in your tummy needs a father, no? Since things have come to this, let's just stop pretending and make it real.”

Juliana was stunned, and she stared at him blankly. When she regained her senses, she asked in puzzlement, “I-I've already taken abortifacient, and I bled a lot. H-How can I still be pregnant? Don't try to fool me, Huntley.”

Huntley reached out to help her lie down. “The child in your tummy is strong, and it seems that not even the abortifacient can get rid of it. Perhaps this is your fate. God wants you to keep the child. If you can't bear to get rid of it, you should just keep it. I'll deal with the elders.”

Juliana panicked and gripped his arm. Gritting her teeth, she retorted, “Deal with the elders? You? How are you going to do that? Mr. Raymond wants me to get married to you. He has also most probably forbidden you to have any emotional entanglement with me, let alone getting me pregnant. If you tell him I'm pregnant with your child, he's going to kill you.”

Huntley nodded and replied casually, “Well, there will be some punishments, but no one has to die. You should take care of the baby instead of worrying about me. Remember this. The child in your tummy is mine. When you returned one month ago, we had sex. Understood?”

Juliana pursed her lips and stared blankly at him. “Why? Why are you doing this? We don't seem to have crossed paths before this, no? Why are you doing so much for me?”

Huntley smiled bitterly. I wouldn't be here if not for your help back then, Ms. Juliana.

“Maybe I was just born to help you. I'm asking you if you wish to have the child. Do you want to be the most influential woman in Adrune?” Huntley asked.

Do I? Is he kidding me? Of course I do! “Are you sure you'll be able to fool your way through? My dad isn't stupid. He's a hard man to fool.”

Huntley tucked her in and uttered gently, “You don't have to worry about that. Just lie down and rest. By the way, I've killed all the maids you had in the mansion. They had most probably figured some things out, so I had to get rid of them to avoid dire consequences in the future.”

Juliana widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief. “T-They watched me grow up...”

“Do you want to stay alive, Juliana? If you do, then stop feeling sorry for others. In order to survive an ancient and scheming family, you have to be conscious of every step you make. Otherwise, more will die because of your ridiculous sense of sympathy.”

Meanwhile, in the living room of the Xuereb residence, Olivia was grabbing Justin's arm when she asked anxiously, “How did it go? Did Mrs. Fletcher say she's going to help your uncle?”

Justin pursed his lips and shook his head solemnly. “She said the crime Uncle Silas committed was too serious. Since the Fletcher family has nothing to do with our family, she doesn't think the Fletcher family should risk bailing Uncle Silas out. Please explain it to Granddad. I've already done my best. Now, let's leave it to fate. If he's sentenced, then he should just accept it.”

Olivia's expression turned grim, and she roared, “What bullshit are you on about? He's your uncle, and you're the only one who can save him. If he goes to jail, my family is ruined. Your granddad is an old man, so we can't afford to agitate him. If he dies because of this, the public is going to hold me responsible!”

Justin frowned in response. Although he knew what his mother was going to answer him, he still couldn't help but ask, “What do you want me to do?”

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