Halle looked at Claus coldly.
He was Horton’s father, Emily’s grandfather. Halle should show respect to him, as a well-educated junior. But at this mont, she couldn’t.
"Ms. Holt, aren’t you overreacting? If this child is not biologically related to Horton, then how do you explain the result of this paternity test?"
Claus gazed at the agreent on the table.
Halle knew it was a paternity test agreent but she didn’t dare to say.
The Holts were in dire straits. Halle was only a divorced woman without any power. She might co to the Hutts and ask for anything she wanted if the kid lived with her.
Claus thought that Halle did not make a move only because Horton had not lived up to her ambition. When Horton beca the head of the family, Halle would use Emily as a bargaining chip to ask for more.
Claus’s face instantly turned grim. He would have to keep Halle away from Horton, and couldn’t allow the child to be a stumbling block for Horton and the Hutts.
Halle clenched her fists tightly until she crushed her nails into her palms and felt a burst of pain. Only then did she have a clear mind.
"I don’t know what the point of the agreent is.
"Whether Horton is Emily’s biological father makes no difference to . I am not from a rich and eminent family, but I will never make use of my daughter to beg for your money."
Halle coldly glanced at the folder on the table. She knew that it contained the DNA report of Horton and Emily.
Halle realized that Claus must have been clear about Emily’s identity since he had asked to see her.
Then there was no need to hide the truth anymore!
She had been living warily with Emily in the countryside these years, keeping Emily’s identity secret. And now she felt relaxed.
She was not as powerful as the Hutts and was much likely to lose if she filed a lawsuit.
But Emily was raised by her. She would not give up the custody of Emily.
"You want Horton to marry you? I am benevolent enough to keep the kid in my family. She will beco Ms. Hutt."
Claus said in a low voice, but his words were full of arrogance and disdain. Halle gave an ironic smile. "Not for Emily."
Claus was stunned. He didn’t expect that Halle would yield neither to persuasion nor to coercion.
The more Halle wanted to go against the Hutts, the more determined Claus was to send her and Emily away.
"You think I can’t touch you just because you have the support of the Andersons?"
Halle and Hilla were sisters, and Hilla was Bruce’s wife. Claus had long found out about Halle.
Last Chris talked with Halle, he didn’t have it out with her because the Hutts could not fall out with the Andersons.
Therefore, Claus had to settle this matter with Halle privately.
But he did not expect Halle to be such a big challenge.
Halle’s hands tightly grasped the corner of her clothes. She stood straight and sneered as she looked at the man on the sofa.
"I believe that you can. If you want to cause trouble, I am always ready."
Halle didn’t try to escape because she knew that she couldn’t.
Halle left the clubhouse without a look at the docunt on the table.
Chris noticed that Claus was angry and said, "If you file a lawsuit, Mr. Horton will know everything."
Horton received the fake DNA report. But if Claus went to law against Halle, Horton would finally know Emily’s identity.
There was a trace of ruthlessness on Claus’s face. He snorted angrily, "Horton is so disappointing. How could he get involved with a divorced woman? I shouldn’t have had high hopes for him."
"It was an accident. No one expected Halle to have a kid with Mr. Horton. It was my fault."
Chris’s words didn’t make Claus feel better. If Claus had known it earlier, he would have stopped the birth of Halle’s kid.
What was the use of a girl for the Hutts?
Claus thought Horton only had a short passion for Halle, but he did not expect that Horton would actually check the identity of Emily.
When Claus received the DNA test report, he was shocked.
"No wonder Horton has been fascinated by this woman all the ti. The kid is Halle’s bait."
"Sir, what do you an?"
"I don’t care whether the child is Horton’s. We can’t keep that kid."
"Miss Hutt? No way!" Claus thought with a scornful look.
He had seen many won these years, who dread of marrying Horton by saying that they had a baby with Horton.
"But the Andersons..." Chris didn’t know what to do for the mont.
Halle was living in the Anderson’s, and the family mbers would know everything that happened to Halle and Emily. If Claus hurt the kid, the Andersons could easily figure things out.
Claus didn’t want Horton to know Emily’s identity, and Emily would be a threat to the Hutts. The best solution was to send soone unrelated to the Hutts to deal with the kid.
"Be careful and don’t use our n!"
Chris replied, "Yes."
Claus stopped frowning, and his voice was no longer as low and cold as before. "Miss Marley has been back for so days. Has Horton t her?"
"Mr. Horton has been busy in the hospital and hasn’t seen her yet..."
"Is he that busy? He’s just unwilling to see her."
Chris went silent and said coldly, "If he were not my son, how could he beco the youngest associate director of the hospital? He thought he could fly to the sky with his few feathers? What a joke!"
"Sir, Mr. Horton doesn’t dare to disobey you."
"Do you think so? Did he ever listen to ?"
Claus knew his son too well. Horton was the most outstanding of his three sons, but he was of the lowest social status.
He had intended to make Horton head of the household. Therefore, he wanted to find Horton a wife with noble status.
It would not be. But Horton had not lived with Claus and was not under his control at all.
Claus got angry. He would not allow a divorced woman to ruin his son and family.
"Ask Miss Marley to co to our house for a al. And tell Horton to co back tonight. If he doesn’t want to go back, then tie him up and bring him back."
Chris had to make a phone call. He ca back after a while and whispered to Claus, "I just called Miss Marley and she said she was busy!"
Riya was from the Marley family in Bright City and she’s the only granddaughter of Carl Marley. Riya had been a favorite of her family and had acted in an arbitrary and reckless manner since she was young. She didn’t show respect to anyone except the mbers of the Keys and the Andersons, who were on good terms with the Marleys!
Claus said, "Ask Horton to go out with Miss Marley tomorrow."
With the help of the Marleys, the Hutts would not have to care about the Andersons!
...
Halle ca out of the clubhouse. It was raining.
The weather seed to change with her mood as if God were crying for Halle.
Halle smiled and called a taxi.
She did not feel it a pleasure to get wet in the rain. Although it was spring, a drizzle would still make people feel cold.
After telling the driver the address of the Anderson’s mansion, Halle turned to look out of the window.
It was a silent night. The drizzling rain fell on the neon signs in the city. The cars flashed past Halle one after one. Halle was lost in thought.
The phone in her bag rang. The driver had to remind her, "Miss, you have a call." Halle ca to herself and thanked the driver. It was Hilla. Halle picked it up at once. "Halle, it’s so late, why haven’t you co back yet? Is sothing wrong?"
Hilla said worriedly. Halle smiled faintly and said, "Camilla asked to buy sothing with her. I didn’t find it was late. I’ll go back imdiately."
Hearing this, Hilla heaved a sigh of relief and asked gently, "Emily is already asleep. Do you need to pick you up?"
Halle knew that Hilla would send the driver over, so she quickly said, "No. I’m in the car. I’ll be ho soon."
"Take care!"
"OK!"
Halle hung up the phone and looked out the window again. She seed to see a familiar figure standing at the door of a pet store.
Halle thought that was Horton. But then she frowned and shook her head. She must be impacted by what happened today.
She guessed that Horton might have known sothing when Chris sent her the ssage. Now she found that the attitude of the Hutts was still the sa, even worse than she thought.
She knew that the Hutts would insult her, but it felt bad to hear it with her own ears. When she thought of the fact that Claus wanted to get Emily’s custody, Halle beca even more irritated.
She shouldn’t have got involved with Horton from the beginning. If she had not, the Hutts would not have pay attention to her and she would not worry about losing Emily now.
Since Claus knew Emily was Horton’s daughter, Horton would know it sooner or later.
At that ti, she would definitely face a ga, and she must win.
The scenery outside the window flashed by Halle’s eyes and blinded Halle. She stopped herself from thinking about the annoying things.
...
Just as Hilla hung up the phone, a servant rushed over.
"Mrs. Anderson, there is a Ms. Gilmore outside who says she wants to visit Mr. Bruce."
The maid looked a little embarrassed. Even Margaret, who was playing gas on the side, noticed it. Margaret imdiately put down the mobile phone, which would surely cause her team to lose the ga.
Margaret turned to look at the maid excitedly. "Is she beautiful? How old is she? What does she look like? Does she have anything to do with Bruce?"
The maid was even more embarrassed. How was she going to answer these questions? How could she know what was the relationship between Bruce and Ms. Gilmore?
The maid had no choice but to reply, "She looks pretty and seems to be at a similar age as Mrs. Anderson. But she has Mr. Bruce’s Centurion Card in her hand."
The maid trailed off. She saw Margaret’s eyes wide, her face dark, and her cheeks bulging. It was obvious that she was about to get angry and fight soone.
Margaret thought, "Bruce has never been so generous to her. He gave a strange woman the card. How much money is there in the card?"
The maid was afraid that Margaret would be angry at her, so she turned to Hilla, who was always nice. "Mrs. Anderson, Ms. Gilmore is standing in the rain. Shall I invite her in?"
"No!"
Before Hilla could respond, Margaret had jumped up from the sofa. "Does she take our house as a shelter? We don’t even know her..."
"Let her in!"
Before Margaret could finish her sentence, Hilla gave the order. The maid opened the door.
"Hilla, are you crazy? This woman ca here to steal your man. Why did you let her in?"
Margaret was innocent and pure, but she had read many cheesy novels about rich families. If a woman ca to visit a rich family and always looked weak and miserable, she was most likely to be a big fake.
But Margaret didn’t expect that the dull Bruce would be a philanderer.
n were no good!
"No matter what she’s here for, I have to see her since she has Bruce’s card."
Hilla seed serious. She was like the hostess of the family that Margaret had seen in the books about harem fighting. Margaret’s two nephews were still in the hospital. In addition to visiting the two babies, Orlenna would go out for beauty and mahjong as usual.
Sotis, she would hang out and never co back for a night. After all, she now had two grandsons and had sothing to brag about.
Margaret glanced out of the window and felt that it was unreasonable to wait for Orlenna to deal with Miss Gilmore. Therefore, Hilla had the final say this ti.
Margaret suddenly had confidence. How could a small potato defeat the hostess?
Bruce usually ca back at this ti. Ms. Gilmore must have chosen this ti on purpose to wait for Bruce.
When Margaret thought of this, she suddenly felt that this woman was really scheming though she had not seen her yet.
Ms. Gilmore seed even more guileful than all the won in the novels Margaret had read.
Very soon, a petite figure followed the maid and slowly walked in.
The maid carefully held an umbrella for Lori. But Ms. Gilmore’s coat had got wet outside. Her forehead was covered with fine water droplets, which reflected a bit of the soft light from the crystal lamp.
Ms. Gilmore or Lori held onto the corner of her clothes with both hands and stood at the door, refusing to take another step inside.
"She is such a scheming girl. She looks as if we were bullying her even before she entered. Hilla, we should throw her out now."
Margaret moved closer to Hilla and whispered to her. What if Bruce ca back later and couldn’t bear to let Lori go?
Their family had just been in peace, so how could they allow a woman who appeared out of nowhere to ruin the family?
Was there going to put on a lodramatic drama in the Anderson’s mansion?
Then Margaret would definitely stand on Hilla’s side and fight with Lori to the end.
"Hello!"
Lori whispered, timidly looking at the two extrely beautiful won in the room.
She knew Hilla! She had seen Hilla on TV. "She is Bruce’s wife and the one Bruce couldn’t wait to see when he woke up!" Lori thought.
At this ti, their eyes t. Lori felt that the way Hilla looked at her was ... very
gentle!
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