Chapter 750

When Elliot realized she was still adamant and foolish, he coldly said, “Lorelai, you are not qualified to

give birth to my child at all.”

“But I want to give birth to your child; I won‘t ask for anything in return. I only want to have two children

related to you by blood. I promise I will never trouble you again. I assure you, Elliot, that I will never get

married again in my whole life. I will take excellent care of these two children.” Lorelai endeavored to

make a favorable impression on the man.

“Lorelai, the person affected the most in this situation is my wife. You don‘t take her seriously, and she

is the one whom I love the most. Do you think I will give you a chance to hurt my wife?” Angry and

frustrated, he yelled, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

Lorelai was startled by his anger and she supported herself with the use of a couch and gently sat

down. If she hadn‘t sat down, her legs would have been so weak that she would have collapsed to the

ground otherwise.

“I‘m sorry I hurt Anastasia‘s feelings, but I love you too! From a young age, I had a crush on you.

Perhaps I would have been the one to marry you if my father hadn‘t forbidden my return. You see,

there was no Anastasia when we first met!” Lorelai remarked with red eyes as she had always felt that

she was just unlucky, that she was born into the Presgrave Family and had a strict father. Otherwise,

she would undoubtedly be able to pursue her happiness.

“I don‘t need your dirty love, so come home with me now.” Elliot firmly said, “If you don‘t return with me,

you will never see your father again, I‘ll have the baby aborted, and your family will suffer a life worse

than death.”

“Elliot, you can‘t treat my family that way; they‘re the Presgraves.” Lorelai was worried since she still

had a younger brother, who was just eighteen and with a great future ahead of him.

“It‘s not about whether or not I lay my hand on them, but more about your cooperation today. If you

cooperate, I will do what needs to be done.” Ass Elliot said in a low voice, the murderous purpose that

could be seen in his eyes intensified at this very instant.

Lorelai took a deep breath.Was Elliot going to kill her here?

And what made her think that he would do something like that? Why did he have such a deep love for

Anastasia?

“All right, I’ll come back with you.” Lorelai had given up hope since she was convinced that Elliot would

abandon their children despite her efforts to give birth to them. Why should her children be condemned

from the moment they were born?

She used to delude herself into thinking that Elliot had affection for her. Still, it appeared he was only

interested in Anastasia and has no room in his heart for other women.

Lorelai‘s two assistants came inside, but they were held by the two bodyguards standing beside them

and didn‘t have the nerve to say a word.

“Let‘s go back, Miss Presgrave!” The assistant pleaded as well. If it weren‘t for the money, they never

would have followed her and risked their lives in such jeopardy.

When they turned to look at Elliot standing in the hallway, they suddenly became aware of how they

had infuriated him.

“Pack up, and let‘s go!” Lorelai, with her eyes closed, murmured frantically.

This reckless move embarrassed her family, landed her father in prison, and angered Elliot. Her family

would soon be compelled to leave in the future, and there would be no possibility for them to be cared

for by the Presgraves.

In the middle of the night, the car set off for the airport, and approximately three hours later, the plane

took off from the local airport.

At this very time, a convoy was passing by a luxurious manor, and Martha, seated in the rear seat, held

her mobile phone and angrily dialed her grandson‘s number.

“Hello, Grandma,” the other end of the line answered the phone as if nothing had happened.

“Artie, are you messing with me?” Martha was about to explode.

“Calm down, Grandma. You‘re old, so don‘t get too worked up.”

“I believe you are overly wayward. You‘re not taking me seriously. You‘ve finally matured, haven‘t you?

I‘m going to freeze all of your cards from now on. I‘ll only unfreeze them when you come back,” she

yelled in rage.

On the other end of the phone line, Arthur laughed and said, “Grandma, you vastly underestimate your

grandson‘s capability. I can live comfortably even without the cards.”