The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Chapter 399: 396: Whose Baby Is It?

Chapter 399: Chapter 396: Whose Baby Is It?

Nicholas Thompson originally wanted to comfort her some more, but after thinking about it, it’s better to be practical.

He always thought that Michael Gallagher was not as good as Jeremy Norman. Ivy had such a temperament that only someone with Jeremy’s character could tolerate her.

Upon hearing his words, Molly Walker slightly raised her eyelashes and sneered.

This cold snort made Nicholas frown.

“I’m saying these words because I treat you as a sister. Frank advice is displeasing to the ears. I know you don’t like to hear these things. Forget it, I’ve said enough so as not to make you unhappy.”

Nicholas also felt upset at heart.

If these words were said by Joshua or his older brother, Ivy would never have had this attitude.

In the end, it was because she looked down on him and didn’t think highly of him as a second brother.

He sighed, and his eyes lingered on Gillian Thompson.

Fortunately, this sister was more obedient. If she were as rebellious as Ivy, his role as the second brother might have never-ending concerns.

“Indeed, I don’t like to hear what you say. Please don’t say it anymore.” Molly didn’t give him any face.

Nicholas’s words were all about her problems, and she didn’t even bother to explain.

Nicholas’s face showed embarrassment, and at this moment, Phoebe Belmont added fuel to the fire.

“Actually, your second brother is right. Only a relative would dare to say such things. If it were someone else, with your second brother’s character, he might not even say a word. You didn’t have many relatives before. Now that you finally have some, you should cherish them and not be oblivious to your good fortune.”

Although Nicholas didn’t like Phoebe, her words still brought warmth to his heart.

Unexpectedly, during his days of being far away from his family, the words of an outsider sounded better than those of his relatives.

“Relatives.” Molly sneered sardonically.

Nicholas’s face stiffened.

These two words were like a long whip, fiercely striking his face.

Molly’s gaze fell on Phoebe’s belly, and she asked seemingly unintentionally, “You said the baby in your belly is Daniel Thompson’s?”

Phoebe’s brow jumped, and she covered her belly, taking a step backward and looking at Molly warily, “If it’s not his, then whose could it be? What, are you thinking up some dirty schemes again?”

Molly curled her lips, smiling with interest.

She didn’t know what kind of relationship Daniel and Phoebe had before, but their feelings have developed within just a month.

With Daniel’s personality, if he went to bed with a woman so quickly, he would not have been silent all these years.

Daniel and Phoebe’s relationship became close when Daniel’s relationship with their mother turned sour.

It would be too suspicious for her to be pregnant so soon.

Molly’s probing gaze made Phoebe feel a chill down her spine.

Though forcing a smile, she desperately tried to maintain her composure.

What did this girl know? Calculating the time when she and Daniel determined their feelings and became pregnant, everything was just right.

Even Daniel himself might not deny it. How could a girl take the baby out for paternity testing?

Actually, she wasn’t afraid of Amanda Leaford or Daniel, but she was inexplicably wary of Ivy Thompson.

Maybe it was because Ivy was backed by the “W” organization, and Phoebe always felt as if her privacy was being exposed.

When she heard her daughter ask such a question, Amanda, who had been standing to the side, raised an eyebrow as if she had thought of something, her face full of implications.

Did Ivy mean…

Did Daniel fall for the trap of being a willing father?

“Sister, I know you don’t want to admit that the child in Phoebe’s belly is our father’s, but after all, it’s the elders’ business. We juniors shouldn’t interfere.” Gillian plucked up the courage to say, “After all, it’s our parents’ business. If we get involved, it’ll be awkward.”

“Indeed, it is awkward for an outsider like you to get involved.” Molly looked leisurely and met Phoebe’s eyes. “Since you say the baby is Daniel’s, let’s call him over to confront this.”

She didn’t want to waste more time on such people. Instead of competing with her, it would be better to call Daniel directly.

Upon hearing that she was going to call Daniel, Phoebe became anxious and quickly straightened her waist: “Fine, call him. I don’t need you to call; I’ll personally bring him over right now. You may insult me, but I will never allow you to insult my baby.”

Phoebe was burning with anger, increasingly enraged.

Perhaps it was because she had passed the prime childbearing age and now suddenly had a child. Subconsciously, she was overprotective of the baby.

No matter what, she had to make Daniel recognize this child!

Enraged, she rushed out, and Gillian followed her.

“Phoebe, is the baby in your belly really my dad’s?” Gillian asked, her face full of doubt.

Molly’s words made her start to doubt as well.

“Of course, if it’s not your dad’s, then whose could it be? I haven’t had relations with any other man. You know that all these years, I’ve only liked your dad and no one else.” Phoebe was calm and composed.

Gillian stared at her for a few seconds, seeing that she didn’t seem to be lying, and gradually put her heart at ease.

“As long as it’s my dad’s child, it’s fine. If you make my dad a willing father, don’t blame me for not being polite to you.”

Although she didn’t like the other Thompson family members, Daniel was one of the few who had been kind to her. Having experienced so much, she cherished the father-daughter relationship with Daniel now.

“Don’t worry. I’ll confront him now.”

Phoebe finished speaking and walked towards the underground parking lot, glancing at her, “Do you want to come with me?”

“No, I still have something to do at school.” Gillian shook her head and refused. “You’re pregnant now, don’t be too reckless. If you lose the baby, you’ll have nothing left. Remember, only with a child do you have the capital to rise to power. Don’t be as stupid as Ivy and lose the baby; then all your efforts will be wasted, and you’ll be the one suffering.”

Having said that, Gillian turned and left.

Phoebe bit her lip hard, and her eyes filled with deep anger.

She used to be a high-ranking Thompson family member. Both Gillian and Amanda were respectful to her, and Amanda dared not hit her. But now, anyone could step on her.

Phoebe became angrier the more she thought about it, and her eyes filled with disgust as they fell on her belly.

This child was the result of her last trip to the bar with her friends.

She didn’t know how she got drunk on someone else’s spiked drink, and when she woke up, she found herself naked on the bed of a hotel.

It was a presidential suite in the most luxury hotel in Capital City, costing tens of thousands for a night.

When she woke up, she felt that something was wrong with her body. A waiter later handed her a business card and a check for fifteen thousand dollars, telling her to contact the person on the card if she needed anything.

The card only had a phone number and nothing else.

Feeling disgusted, she threw the card into the trash bin. Somehow, she ended up saving it later.

Phoebe looked at the phone number on her cell phone, clenched her teeth, and dialed the number.

In the presidential suite of the luxury hotel in the Capital City, Stephen Crane flipped through the information in his hands, oblivious to the ringing of his cell phone.

His assistant stepped forward, picked up his cell phone, and glanced at the incoming call.

“Mr. Crane, it’s that woman from the bar last time.”