"No, I’ll go with you, just don’t hurt them." May Morgan glanced at Monica Lambert’s mom, who was unconscious from a gunshot, and reluctantly agreed.
At that mont, Monica Lambert and her father heard the sound of gunshots and swiftly opened the door to rush out. Seeing her mom injured, Monica Lambert quickly crouched down to hold her mom’s body, crying out in pain, "Mom, mom, how are you? Don’t scare ."
Monica Lambert’s father gritted his teeth, trying to lunge forward, but was shot in the calf by the other party and fell to his knees.
"Don’t move, or I’ll shoot you dead right now."
May Morgan looked at the misfortune that befell Monica Lambert’s family, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded with the kidnappers, "Please, don’t touch my friends, I’ll go with you, just don’t touch them."
Had she known the outco would be like this, she shouldn’t have stubbornly co to Monica Lambert’s house, she shouldn’t have involved them who were innocent.
Who could it be? Who exactly did all of this?
One of them pressed the gun firmly against May Morgan’s head, forcing her out of the living room.
As soon as the door opened, several bodyguards standing at the entrance imdiately surrounded them; they had also heard the gunshots from inside, which led them to co over.
"Don’t move, anyone moves and I’ll shoot this woman dead."
With a real gun pressed against May Morgan’s head, who dared to make a move? The bodyguards looked at each other and ultimately chose to retreat to the corner of the wall.
Losing her in their hands was better than dying by their hands. Vincent Vance’s wife’s life, that was more important than anything; no one could afford such a responsibility.
In this way, May Morgan was quickly abducted downstairs into a badge-swapped car and taken away.
"Who exactly are you people?"
After being kidnapped into the car, May Morgan stubbornly questioned them.
The one leading them gave a cold laugh, suddenly smothered a piece of white cloth on May Morgan’s mouth, "You’ll know soon enough!"
The cloth had anesthetic on it, and May Morgan quickly slled a pungent and strange odor, then she fainted.
In a daze, she seed to dream again of that nightmare filled with blood. She was bound hand and foot, with fabric stuffed in her mouth, while fresh blood around her kept flooding and subrging her bit by bit. No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free.
Just a second before suffocation, she suddenly opened her eyes and was horrified to find the dream overlapping with the reality!
Everything around was solemnly white. At this mont, she lay flat on an operating table, her body bound tightly, completely immobile. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was stuffed with fabric.
"Has it been confird? Is this woman pregnant?"
Not far away, a particularly familiar voice suddenly sounded, startling May Morgan.
She desperately turned her head towards the source of the voice, unexpectedly seeing Old Master Arthur Vance’s figure pushing the door and walking in.
Was it... him who kidnapped her?
Next to Arthur Vance was a doctor. Upon hearing his words, the doctor quickly and respectfully answered Arthur Vance, "Old Master Vance, we’ve already confird this woman isn’t pregnant."
anwhile, Arthur Vance had already arrived in front of May Morgan, and May hurriedly closed her eyes, daring not let him see she was awake.
"Then find a way to get her pregnant as quickly as possible," Arthur Vance stood by May Morgan’s bed, looked at her twice, and suddenly impatiently instructed the doctor.
"This, might be difficult. We just conducted a comprehensive examination, found this girl has polycystic ovary syndro, so normal conception might be challenging."
"Then perform artificial insemination on her. I can’t wait that long." Arthur Vance’s cold and rciless voice echoed in May Morgan’s ears, as if putting her straight into hell?
Artificial insemination? What did that an?
What exactly did he want to do to her?
"But, the Young Master Vance..." the doctor knew of May Morgan and Vincent Vance’s relationship, so hearing Arthur Vance order artificial insemination on her made him hesitate.
However, since Arthur Vance dared to abduct May Morgan before Vincent Vance’s wedding eve, he didn’t plan to care about his grandson’s feelings.
"What thoughts could he have? I’ve given him everything he should have, what, he’s willing to disobey for a woman?"
"But, this is Young Master Vance’s wife after all. Besides, we don’t have Young Master Vance’s specin in our inventory. Should we inform him to co and cooperate with us for so?"
"No need, just use what’s in your inventory. Don’t worry about anything else. That bastard knows May Morgan is in my hands; he might not cooperate. It’s better not to let him know about this now!"
With a wave of his hand, Arthur Vance decided May Morgan’s fate.
Seeing Arthur Vance’s determination, the doctor dared not say anything further and nodded along, "Old Master, as you decide, we’ll comply."
After speaking, he instructed his subordinates to push May Morgan away. May Morgan felt she couldn’t pretend to be unconscious anymore, or she’d really be taken away to conceive. She quickly opened her eyes and fiercely glared at Arthur Vance, who hadn’t turned.
"Oh dear, why are you awake?" a nearby nurse exclaid in surprise when she saw May Morgan suddenly wake up.
Arthur Vance heard the nurse’s shout and quickly turned to look. He saw May Morgan glaring at him with wide, angry eyes. He paused, then instructed the nurse to remove the cloth stuffing May Morgan’s mouth.
"You heard it all?" Arthur Vance turned back to May Morgan on the surgical bed, his hawk-like eyes coldly staring at her face, and said again: "Then I won’t hide it from you anymore. Get a child out as quickly as possible; later, if you wish to beco Mrs. Vance, I’ll make it happen."
"Otherwise..." Arthur Vance finished, his imposing figure slightly leaned down, and his already intimidating gaze shot out an even more frightening look: "Otherwise, you know the consequences."
May Morgan took a deep breath, trying to remain calm to negotiate with Arthur Vance: ’Grandfather wants to have a child for the Vance Family, I’ll try my best. But I am Vincent Vance’s wife. If I bear soone else’s child, when this spreads, it would harm Vincent Vance’s reputation.’
"Rest assured, this child won’t be known to the world, so Vincent won’t suffer any effect from this child."
A strange light flashed in Arthur Vance’s eyes as he gestured to the nurse beside, "Take her in. My ti is limited; within half a month, I must see her pregnant."
The nurse looked at May Morgan with a sympathetic gaze and was just about to push May Morgan into the operating room when May Morgan suddenly shouted uncontentedly: ’Grandfather, why are you doing this?’
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