45: Chapter 45: Master Huo: She’s Asking for Death!
45: Chapter 45: Master Huo: She’s Asking for Death!
Huo Qiang remained indifferent, a picture of serene composure.
Suddenly, there was a flash in his eyes.
A familiar command emanated from the bluetooth headset on his ear.
“Demand that old woman to shut up!”
The ruthless voice tinged with simring nace belonged to Second Master Huo, who sat in his car outside the club.
Huo Yirong realized that the insolent old woman inside the room was slandering his younger brother and trying to lure him into her trap.
Huo Qiang was a dependable assistant to Huo Yirong for several years and was also a veteran in the Huo Family’s Hidden Departnt; he was, consequently, an important representative of Huo Yirong.
Within the four illustrious clans and six noble families of Capital City, very few didn’t know Huo Qiang.
Who wouldn’t afford him so regard?
Even if the Chairman of the Qin Group were to cross paths with Huo Qiang today, he would have to bow and curtsy, adopting a stance of utmost respect, daring not to overstep in the slightest.
Han Xian, this audacious old woman, openly disrespecting the mbers of the Huo family, was practically courting death.
Having sensed the anger in his master’s voice, he leveled a frosty look at Han Xian.
“No one has ever dared to ddle in the Huo family’s affairs, Madam, watch your words.”
His voice was severe and carried a veiled sense of bloodthirstiness.
Han Xian was inherently guilty-conscious, and under his overbearing aura, she found her body trembling uncontrollably.
Countless speculations whirled in her mind, as her thoughts spiraled into chaos.
Could it be because the Huo family had discovered sothing?
Were they aware of her daughter’s ruse the other night or perhaps the Huo family wanted to cut ties and get rid of them completely?
“Ah!”
Across from her, Han Kexin suddenly let out a yell.
Dr.
Chen was drawing blood from Han Kexin’s arm with dical extraction equipnt.
“Mom, save !
Save !!!”
Han Kexin was scared to death.
She was afraid that these people might take her life.
Seeing this, Han Xian allowed her gaze to follow suit.
Dr.
Chen had already extracted one tube of blood from Han Kexin’s arm.
Without stopping, he picked up another transparent tube and kept drawing blood, one tube after another.
Seeing this, Han Xian’s eyes flickered, her heart pounded faster, and her emotions surged uncontrollably.
Why were they drawing blood at this point?
It seed she had realized sothing.
If her daughter were pregnant right now, it would surely be Third Master Huo’s child.
Even if she didn’t really do anything with the Third Master, as long as she was pregnant at this ti, the Huo family would consider the child in her womb as their heir.
With excitent, Han Xian’s eyes sparkled, and her elegantly made-up face flushed unnaturally.
She was hoping that a couple of days ago, during her daughter’s ovulation period, she had, fortuitously, been intimate with another man.
Only then, there would be a chance for fertilization.
Once the pregnancy was successful, her body would start producing the hormone human chorionic gonadotropin.
By drawing her blood for testing, they could detect this hormone and confirm whether she was pregnant or not.
Judging from the actions of the Huo family at present, nothing could be more evident.
The most crucial point was that they weren’t suspicious of her daughter.
They didn’t learn about the switch the other night.
If they didn’t know that Han’s daughter had swapped places, and truly believed that she was the one who had slept with Third Master Huo, how could Han Xian not be overjoyed?
Han Kexin didn’t understand all of this, and she was still undergoing blood extraction under strict control.
Seeing the tubes that were continuously draining her blood, her face grew deathly pale.
“Mom, save …” Her voice trembled with panic and grief.
Quickly, Han Xian’s previous panic was replaced by reassurance, the corner of her lips curled up in a grin that she tried, unsuccessfully, to suppress.
Giving a fleeting glance to the powerful and intimidating n filling the room, Han Xian softly comforted her daughter, “Kexin, be good, there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“Really?”
Han Kexin had always trusted her mother and her terror was sowhat alleviated by these words.
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