The Pregnant Treasured Little Wife: Master Lancaster's Nightly Coaxing Chapter 75: Love Rival at the Door?

A single sentence revealed her identity as the female owner.

At least in this office, Serena Yeats is the lady of the house.

"Hello, I’m Elias Lancaster’s childhood neighbor. My na is Selene Quincy. I’m the vice president of Aniston Consolidated."

Serena Yeats nodded, "Hello, Miss Quincy."

"No need to be so formal. You can just call sister. In fact, Elias and I were betrothed as children."

Selene Quincy said with a smile.

Even if she were slow-witted, Serena Yeats knew this woman was here to stir up trouble.

She smiled innocently, "I’ll stick to Miss Quincy. Are you here to see Elias?"

Selene Quincy thought she was easy to bully, but she quickly realized she wasn’t, and her expression darkened.

"I have a cooperation to discuss with Elias."

Serena Yeats appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, her hands and back were covered in cold sweat.

"Miss Quincy, Elias doesn’t like others wearing his clothes."

She looked at the woman draped in Elias Lancaster’s suit jacket.

Constantly mocking in her heart.

Hmph!

She wants to play gas with her? She refuses to be sisters with her!

She’s determined not to be defeated.

Selene Quincy’s smile almost faltered as she leaned against the sofa, saying indifferently, "The air conditioning here is too cold. Don’t worry, with my relationship with Elias, he won’t mind."

Serena Yeats picked up on her aning. Relationship? What relationship does she have with Elias Lancaster?

Her hands clenched into fists, face feigned nonchalance, "Did Miss Quincy and Elias often play together as kids?"

Selene Quincy glanced at her coldly, adjusted her coat, assuming the posture of the mistress here.

"Don’t you know? We were neighbors since childhood, often played together. Elias would wait for to go to and from school and protected there! He used to smile a lot when he was young."

Serena Yeats internally rolled her eyes. He’s not a stone-faced person, of course he smiled!

Nowadays, Elias Lancaster smiles every ti he sees her.

She said with a smile, "Elias’s smile is very charming."

Upon hearing this, Selene Quincy perked up, lazily asked, "Miss Yeats, how did you et Elias?

Logically, I should know all of Elias’s friends. I’ve never heard of you. I only found out about you at the full moon banquet that night.

Elias is really sothing, not introducing important people to his friends. But suddenly having a child, could it be..."

The rest remained unsaid, but the implication was clear. Selene Quincy looked at Serena Yeats with a aningful gaze.

Serena Yeats didn’t know how to respond to her.

The way she t Elias Lancaster was unusual, and being together was extraordinary too.

Elias Lancaster never took her to friends’ gatherings or introduced her to his closest friends.

And Selene Quincy’s words clearly implied she was with Elias Lancaster and staying with The Lancaster Family because of the child.

This was sothing she couldn’t refute.

Because in the beginning, she was indeed with Elias Lancaster because of the child, she was very determined then.

But now...

She’s not sure if Elias Lancaster stays with her because of the child.

It’s possible!

Or maybe not!

She hopes for the latter.

She bit her lip, unsure how to counterattack.

Yet Selene Quincy was aggressive.

"Miss Yeats, why have you gone silent? Is it really as I said? You two are together because of the child?"

Serena Yeats’s shoulders tensed, internally reminding herself to stay calm, not be swayed.

"Matters between Elias and don’t need others to know, nor require others to comnt."

Selene Quincy laughed, "Miss Yeats, yours was a one-night stand; you’re lucky, got pregnant in one night, and now you’re with The Lancaster Family because of the child, right?"

How does she know?

Serena Yeats was shocked!

Her palms were sweaty, fists clenched so tight her nails unknowingly dug into her flesh, drawing blood.

Her face suddenly turned pale and weak.

These were past mories she didn’t want to face, always avoided confronting this issue.

Over ti, she felt she almost forgot, but now this layer of sha was uncovered again.

This woman knew even these things!

She’s stronger than she imagined!

Serena Yeats, you can’t retreat, you must grow strong!

She repeatedly told herself internally to stay calm.

What happened won’t just disappear; sooner or later, everyone will know, escaping isn’t the solution.

She said, "That’s indeed the case."

Selene Quincy looked at her with eyes full of contempt and ridicule.

Serena Yeats struggled to overco her internal fear, forcing herself to face it.

Finally, she released her clenched fists, walked over to Elias Lancaster’s seat and sat down.

"I can only say I was lucky; I didn’t expect to get pregnant in just one night. Miss Quincy, don’t you think so?"

Selene Quincy was sowhat taken aback by her swift counter.

Her smile gradually vanished.

"Miss Yeats, you really are scheming!"

"I wouldn’t dare. I can’t compare to Miss Quincy in this regard." She looked at the coat Selene Quincy wore.

Selene Quincy was smart, "Miss Yeats won’t be so jealous, right? It’s just a coat, my relationship with Elias is very close."

Serena Yeats chuckled, "Miss Quincy, you can ss with als, but you have to be careful with your words. I’m just reminding Miss Quincy.

My husband is a bit of a neat freak, if your relationship with him is indeed special, you wouldn’t be ignorant of this, right?"

Selene Quincy couldn’t handle it, she lost.

Serena Yeats secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it turns out making herself stronger isn’t so hard.

She realized the most important thing is overcoming her initial fear internally, not avoiding it.

She stared at Selene Quincy with unwavering eyes.

Capability, so what?

One day, she would stand at the sa height as Elias Lancaster.

Being a neighbor, so what?

That’s just being a neighbor.

She dared to confront her, with Elias Lancaster and The Lancaster Family behind her, she wasn’t alone.

If bullied, just fight back!

Selene Quincy glanced at the ti, took off the coat, placed it on the armrest of the sofa.

She wore a friendly smile, "Miss Yeats, not attending classes today? How co you have ti to co to the company?"

She wanted to brush aside what had just happened, as if it never occurred.

Serena Yeats marveled, this woman’s face is as changeable as a man’s, changes so fast.

But she really didn’t want to waste words with her.

"Miss Quincy, prying into others’ private affairs is very impolite."

Then, Serena Yeats directly dialed the inner line, calling Secretary Hughes.

Selene Quincy watched her actions, froze for a mont, asked, "Miss Yeats, what’s this for?"