Chapter 7

“I’ve got it right here. How would I dare slack off when you’re my boss?” Liam stopped his cheeky act and handed the woman a thick stack of documents.

Renee couldn’t care less about her sick state and skim through the pages quickly.

After a few moments, a pleased grin formed on her lips. “Good. I knew these lawyers weren’t as simple as they seemed. They’re worth way more than what he offered as compensation!”

“Tsk, but they’re Stefan Hunt’s employees. How great can they be?” Liam questioned, crossing his legs while leaning against the side rails of her bed. “I know lots of lawyers who are better than them. If you need any, I can give you some recommendations.”

“No, I want them,” Renee said with a determined expression. She seemed in a great mood, absolutely unbothered by her divorce.

“Boss, are you planning something? I feel like I can smell a scheme coming our way.” Liam expressed sheer excitement.

‘Four years! It’s been four whole years! I’m so thrilled the goddess herself has returned! The goddess who’s always so passionate in her craft!’

“C’mon, tell me!” He continued.

Renee put up a soft, sly smile. “What’s the hurry? You’ll know soon enough.”

Since Liam was familiar with Renee’s personality, he didn’t ask further questions. He already knew that he wouldn’t get an answer out of her no matter what, and she might even get so irritated that she’d have to block him again if he continued to prod.

If that were to happen, Liam would definitely cry his eyes out.

“But…” Liam straightened his posture, carefully testing her limits. “Are you sure you can move on from that… ice block?”

More than anyone, he knew that Renee really was deeply in love with Stefan. It would be rather difficult to give up on someone she loved that much.

“So what if I can’t?” Renee felt defeated, replying softly. “Being his wife is so tiring. It’s basically a loss on my end… I just want to be Renee Everheart now.”

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At the Hunt family manor, Alexander Hunt and Francine Milford, Stefan’s parents, had extremely different reactions towards Briar’s baby bump.

Francine was absolutely delighted, clinging to Briar as she looked her up and down. “Oh my god, you’re pregnant with our son’s child!”

“You have no idea but… I couldn’t stop crying when my eldest son died three months ago. I felt like there was no point in living since then…”

“This baby must be an angel sent from the heavens, and it’s here to save me! It might even be Tristan’s reincarnation! You have to take care of yourself and deliver it safely!”

On the other hand, Alexander looked upset. His eyebrows furrowed as he glared at Stefan.

“What have you done, you brat?! You got another woman pregnant while still being married to Renee?

What is she going to do now? We should never forget what her grandfather has done for us! If he hadn’t saved the old man, us Hunts would’ve met our demise long ago!”

“The old man and I had promised to take good care of Renee back then. And yet, you… What am I supposed to say to the old man now, huh? How can we possibly live on knowing we broke our promise to the late Mr. Everheart?!”

Out of anger, Alexander tried to slap Stefan. “I… I’ll kill you!”

Briar quickly put herself between the two men, whimpering as she said, “Please don’t be angry, Mr.

Hunt. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have gotten pregnant! If this is really that big of a problem, I’ll just schedule an abortion tomorrow!”

“No, you mustn’t! This child is part of the Hunt family’s bloodline! You have to give birth to it no matter what!” Francine put Briar behind her as she howled at Alexander, “Why are you so protective of Everheart anyway?! If she really did have an actual relationship with Stefan, they’d have children by now! Other women wouldn’t have been able to get in between them!”

“Just think about it. She’s just the daughter of a fallen family! She doesn’t even have any useful talents!

She didn’t do anything for our family, and she’s nothing but a drag! We’ve been taking care of her for four years already. Isn’t that enough to repay their kindness? How is she being mistreated?!”

“It’s 2023. We’ve got a choice to love and marry whoever we want! Stefan should be the one to make that decision, so who are you to butt into his business?!”

After her long rant, Francine looked toward the silent Stefan and asked. “Tell us, what are your plans, Stefan?”