âYou wonât,â Alana said. âI know your want me to help you get rid of Abel, so why would you get rid of the only bargaining chip | have of him?â
âArenât you afraid I might get rid of Abel?â Adam laughed mockingly. âHeâs the man you love, right?â
âI want you to get rid of everyone standing in between Abel and me When itâs only you two remaining.
you two can duke it out. I donât care if Abel loses to you. All I want is for Abel to marry me!â
âTell me, how can I help you?â
âI need you to eliminate a few people for me.â Alanaâs eyes were brimming with hostility. âI canât rest easy as long as theyâre alive!â
âHow do you know Iâm in the business of contract killing and emuggling?â Adam smirked coldly.
âBecause I believe the owner of the Imperial Palace is the real lord of Struyria!â Alaná said fawningly.
âHeheh. I like what I hear, and for that, Iâll help you!â
âFirst, I want you to eliminate the doctor and two nurses of that maternal hospital in Brookwater Village!â
âWhy?â
âThey were the ones who assisted Emmelineâs delivery of her babies. They know how many children Emmeline gave birth to!â
Adam said nothing, but a wicked smile appeared on his face.
Things are getting more and more interesting.
Cristopher went to Levan Mansion and handed Rosaline the completed maternity DNA test report.
He said fawningly, âAccording to the results obtained from the two strands of hair, Alana Lane and Timothy Ryker are undoubtedly biological mother and son.â
Rosaline frowned. âHave I been overthinking?â
Cristopher stood up. âIâll be leaving if thereâs nothing else.â
âMm.â Rosaline nodded and handed a fat envelope to Cristopher. âThis is for you.â
âThank you, Madame.â Cristopher stashed the envelope away and left hastily.
After he left Levan Mansion, he gave a call to Alana. âIâve handed Rosaline the report. She gave me a reward too! Hahaha!â
Alana was incredibly frustrated. âSure, You keep playing both ends!â
âLetâs get to serious business. Iâm waiting for you to reward me. Iâll be waiting for you at my house at eight oâclock!â
Before Alana could say anything, Cristopher chuckled and hung up.
Alana arrived at Cristopherâs house at eight oâclock that night.
Cristopher had already taken a bath. He was lying on the bed draped in a towel Alana reluctantly took off her clothes and lay on the bed next to him.
âAlana, my dear!â Cristopher prepared to smooch Alana.
Alana held her arm between them. âCris, you know that Iâm already pregnant Iâm hoping to cement my marriage with Abel with this child!â
âThat child? Heh.â Cristopher chuckled.
âWhy are you laughing?â Alana was suddenly creeped out.
âWho knows? The child could be mine. Heheh. Heheh.â Cristopher sounded like he had won a prize.
Alana gasped. âItâs been very long since we made out. The child canât be yours. Itâsâ¦â
Itâs either Abelâs or Mr. Xâs.
Abel slept with her once, but Mr. X slept with her for an entire month!
âAh, you donât know,â Cristopher said. âThat night, Abel called me to send him a tranquilizer shot.â
âWhat do you mean?â Alanaâs heart skipped a beat.
âStill playing dumb? You wanted a dose of aphrodisiac from me, right? Who did you give it to?â
âI put it in Abelâs bathtub, of course!â
âThatâs right,â Cristopher said. âThat night, Abel wanted me to deliver him a tranquilizer shot. I accidentally went into his bedroom and saw you lying naked there. You know⦠I couldnât hold myself back, so I had my way with youâ¦â