Chapter 451

Chapter 451 You’re Pregnant, Aren’t You?

Joseph came to a halt, his gaze locked onto Desmond. “Her name’s Yelena Sullivan. Do you know

her?”

Desmond shook his head and replied without any hesitation. “No, I don’t.”

Disappointment flickered in Joseph’s eyes, and he swiftly changed the subject, avoiding the topic

altogether.

An hour later, he came out of the Sullivan estate. As he reached the entrance, he encountered Noah,

who had just returned. Noah’s steps were hurried, his face unusually tense. Upon seeing Joseph

casually walking out as if nothing had happened, his heart skipped a beat.

“What brought you here today, Mr. Joseph?”

Joseph squinted slightly, observing the beads of sweat on Noah’s nose, and a faint smile played on his

lips. “As a kid, you shouldn’t meddle in adult affairs. Did you deliberately rush back home?”

“I’m worried you’ll go running to my grandfather and accuse me of trying to steal your wife.”

“You can’t steal my wife,” Joseph said, his tone exuding arrogance and pride.

Noah smiled faintly. “Honestly, I’m pretty good at it. Are you sure you shouldn’t be worried?”

“Tsk” Joseph clicked his tongue. A playful smile danced at the corner of his lips as he said, You

approached Chloe pretending to be her friend, yet you lack the bravery to reveal your true feelings to

her. Why should I concern myself with a coward? Pathetic.”

Noah remained unruffled. A peculiar glint shimmered in his innocent eyes as he said, “We’ll see.” He

eagerly looked forward to the day when the respected president of Fairlight realized that he had been

raising someone else’s child all along. It would undoubtedly be a captivating spectacle.

Joseph scoffed in disdain. He ignored Noah and drove away.

Noah entered the house and asked a helper, “What did Joseph and Grandpa talk about?”

“Not much. Mr. Joseph just came to gather some inspiration for house renovations.”

Noah clenched his fist. “Did he go to Grandpa’s room?”

If Joseph saw the photo of Luciana hanging in Desmond’s room, he would undoubtedly recognize her

as one of the individuals in the family portrait.

“Nope. He didn’t go into Mr. Desmond’s room.”

Noah breathed a sigh of relief. “All right, you may go now.”

”

On her way home, Chloe had a phone call with Emily.

Emily was aware that she had moved and insisted on coming over to visit.

“Okay, but don’t come empty handed. I haven’t eaten yet. When you pass by the mall, grab me some

grilled fish mildly spicy. It’s been a while since I last had that,” Chloe said.

“No problem. I’ll take care of it. How about we also get some barbecue skewers and beers? We can

have a drink together,” Emily suggested.

“I’m fine with having barbecue skewers but I won’t be drinking,” Chloe replied.

“All the more beer for me then.”

In the evening, the two of them sat on the sofa Joseph had purchased. They devoured an entire grilled

fish and over fifty skewers.

“I can’t eat anymore. I need to go relieve myself,” Chloe said, supporting her waist as she headed

toward the restroom.

“Go ahead.”

The bathroom was next to the bedroom, and the bedroom door was open. There was a box of

medicine casually thrown on the bedside table. Emily frowned and walked over to take a look.

The words “folic acid” caught her eye, and her fingers trembled slightly as she raised her voice, “Coco,

why are you taking, folic acid?”

Chloe froze. ‘Shit. I forgot to put it away after taking it!’ she shouted inwardly, exasperated at her own

carelessness.

“I’m lacking vitamins, and the doctor prescribed them to me,” she tried to cover up.

“Bullshit!” Emily said, holding the medicine box in front of her. “You’re pregnant, aren’t you?

“No, I’m not,” Chloe replied.

“Do you

think I’ll believe you? You asked me a while back about being a single mother. You were already

pregnant then, weren’t you?”

Since she was busted, Chloe reluctantly nodded with a complex expression.

“Yeah.”

“Have you told him?”

“No, I tested him, and for now, he doesn’t want a second child.”

“How could he do this?” Emily was furious. “He’ll accept Xavia’s child but not yours? How c

you tolerate this nonsense?!”