Ronan Keating walked over and saw Yvette Ray watching a short video of a child laughing and playing.
His expression darkened.
Did she get agitated because he forced her to take dicine this morning?
But if he was to marry into the Truman Family, such a thing couldn’t happen, Yvette couldn’t get pregnant.
In reality, confining Yvette here wasn’t right either, but he couldn’t help wanting to do so.
"I want to leave," Yvette said.
Ronan Keating’s face turned cold, "Impossible. I’ve said it, since you dared to appear in front of , don’t think about leaving."
Tears welled up in Yvette Ray’s eyes.
"You’re going to marry Claire Truman, why keep here? Do you want to be your mistress?"
Ronan Keating frowned, his expression cold and somber.
"So what if I do."
Yvette gritted her teeth, "Don’t you know that once Claire finds out, she’ll co after you?"
"She won’t find out. I won’t let her know. If you want to leave, I’d advise you to kill that idea."
After finishing, Ronan Keating took the phone from her hand, "Don’t expect anyone to co and save you, I won’t let you leave."
He walked out directly with the phone in hand.
Yvette fell to the ground, her face filled with despair.
It seed she was destined to be trapped here.
anwhile, inside the Aethelgard Hotel room.
Faye Sterling glared at Aaron Underwood, angrily saying, "Haven’t you always been careful? Why am I pregnant?"
Aaron feigned ignorance, saying, "Even with precautions, there’s still a chance of getting pregnant."
Hearing this, Faye gritted her teeth in fury.
She said coldly, "I’m keeping this child. Alaric Faulkner is currently in Lyria attending a dical conference, I’m flying over imdiately.
Find a way to get so mind-altering drugs, I want to make this child his."
This was also the outco after Rosalie Ray had discussed it with her.
The dical conference was her only chance to act. Once successful, she could smoothly marry Alaric Faulkner.
Aaron Underwood smirked coldly, "Sure, I’ll have soone bring the goods to you right away. If you can make Alaric Faulkner acknowledge this son, then you can rise in status because of the child."
This was also Aaron’s intention, he calculated this with Faye Sterling.
In the future, his son would inherit the Faulkner Family, and he, as the biological father, would enjoy wealth and prosperity for life, taking the imnse fortune of the Faulkner Family as his own.
Faye Sterling saw Aaron’s smug smile and seed to gradually realize sothing.
Her eyes popped open wide as she angrily glared at him.
"Did you set up! You deliberately made pregnant!"
Seeing Faye Sterling figuring it out, Aaron didn’t deny it. He reached out to embrace her and smiled, "I’m helping you, don’t worry, for my son’s sake, I’ll do my best to help you."
Although Faye Sterling was furious, things had reached this point.
Besides getting Alaric Faulkner to sleep with her and pin the child on him, she had no other choice.
Faye gritted her teeth, "How are you going to help?"
"Aren’t you planning to take action at the Lyria dical conference? I’ll give you a drug capable of confusing and creating illusions.
Once Alaric Faulkner is drugged, he definitely won’t resist touching you. By then, claim you’re pregnant, and make Alaric Faulkner give you a title."
Faye Sterling smiled coldly, her gaze icy.
This is a good plan!
Ordinary sedatives won’t do. If Alaric Faulkner mistakes her for Eleanor Sterling, he naturally won’t resist her.
By then, everything would fall into place, and he wouldn’t be able to refuse.
"Hurry up and bring the drugs," Faye hurriedly urged.
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