Chapter 65
Chapter 65
Chapter 65 His Father Is Edmond Elva’s heart was pounding. If it was what Emily said, then all members of the Friedan family might have known. Watching Elva’s eyes dodge, Claudia sneered She had no evidence, so just now she was only guessing. When Elva spoke, she unconsciously blinked and looked upwards, which in psychology indicates lying. Claudia bent down, met her gaze, and smiled beautifully. She gently parted her red lips and spoke with a soft and melodious voice, “It’s good that you don’t understand, I’m afraid you’ll understand.” Elva looked up and suddenly collided with a pair of deep brown eyes, causing her breath to become rapid. She was deceiving herself! Looking at her suddenly changing face, Claudia smiled and said nothing. After she left, Elva gradually regained her bodily senses and broke out in a cold sweat. Afraid? Definitely afraid, she knew that the matter with Waldron was not over yet. “Elva…” Rosalie walked in, holding a child in her hands. She pushed Abel 40 Vouchers toward Elva and said, “Call her auntic.” Abel called out “auntie” in a sweet voice. Looking at the child, Elva screamed, “Rosalie, don’t tell me this is your child?” Rosalie nodded helplessly, “I got pregnant unexpectedly, and his father didn’t know that I gave birth to him.” Elva quickly glanced at Abel, her eyebrows and eyes resembling Rosalie’s, but her mouth resembling someone else’s.
She squinted her eyes, with a guess in her heart. “His father was…” C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.
“It’s the one you guessed.” Rosalie interrupted her, blushing with embarrassment. “Otherwise, why would I force him to marry me? I’ve worked so hard just to give Abel a home.” Elva stared at her dumbfounded, unable to utter a word in shock. She didn’t expect that Rosalie either wouldn’t make a move or when she did, it would be a grand slam. “Did Edmond know about this?” This news was too explosive. Elva, shocked, immediately thought of Claudia, who had not yet divorced. A few traces of schadenfreude appeared on her face. “Did Claudia not divorce Edmond yet? By exposing the child’s affairs to the media, Claudia’s identity as the home wrecker was confirmed.” What does it matter if we have been married for three years? Why is this four or five-year-old child here? Once Claudia’s reputation was ruined, she became a disgrace to the Friedan family. Not to mention competing for shares with her, whether the Friedan family members are willing to acknowledge her is also a question Her abacus clattered loudly, but Rosalie’s face stiffened and quickly concealed her past: “I’ve been hiding Abel all these years because I’m afraid Edmond will find out… I’m even more afraid that Edmond won’t recognize him.” “How could one’s own child not be recognized?” Elva remained noncommittal. “Men attach great importance to their own bloodline. Rest assured, as long as Edmond knows about the existence of this child, he will definitely acknowledge and embrace the child’s heritage. After all, the child is innocent…” Rosalie forced a smile, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, gently pushing Abel forward, “Didn’t you tell me last time that you wanted to see Auntie Elva? Now you can see her, right?” “I saw it, Auntie Elva looks really beautiful,” Abel’s little mouth opened and said with great seriousness. Elva pinched Abel’s face and said, “You’re quite the talker.”
Rosalie thought about the purpose of her visit today and pondered for a moment. She whispered, “Elva, has your family already found out about Claudia’s identity?” Elva touched Abel’s hand and her face immediately turned cold. Not only did Claudia know, but she also relied on Seraphina’s identity to ride on her head. Upon hearing Claudia mention the “child” over the phone, Elva glanced at Abel, deep in thought. Did Claudia also have something in her stomach? Seeing her avoiding a direct answer, Rosalie felt anxious and spoke with an urgent tone, “So, does that mean you will keep your promise to me? I have done everything you asked me to…’ ་་ “What did I tell you?” Elva squinted her eyes. “Rosalie, I advise you not to talk nonsense. I didn’t tell you anything.” Rosalie paused for a moment, understanding the meaning behind her words. She clenched her fist and gritted her teeth, saying, “Fine, since you didn’t explain, I did it all by myself.” Elva nodded, “Don’t worry, my later life has already been ruined, I won’t let you be ruined too.” She looked at her legs, which had no sensation, with a fierce gleam in her eyes. She knew that her adopted child would never compare to her biological child, so she had to make other plans for herself. If one’s own family cannot be relied upon, then one must rely on others. She glanced at Abel and said to Rosalie, “I hope that after I push the Clayton family to the peak, you won’t forget my kindness. If one day I end up on the streets, the Clayton family will be responsible for the rest of my life.” This was asking her for a guarantee. Rosalie nodded quickly, “Okay, as long as we discuss this collaboration, not only will I take care of the rest of your life, but I will also help you seek revenge.” 45.75% *** With Elva’s assurance, Rosalie walked out of the hospital with light footsteps, while Abel’s little legs
were panting behind her, asking, “Mommy, are you going to take me to see Daddy?” Rosalie paused for a moment. She coldly glanced at Abel. Abel timidly took a few steps back, his small hands trembling with nervousness. “It’s not time to see him yet. I’ll have Cindy take you to the hotel,” she took out a mobile phone from her bag and threw it to him. “There are games and cartoons you like inside. Order takeout if you want to eat something. Don’t go out or call me unless it’s necessary.” After saying these words, she took three quick steps and left Abel behind. Abel Lamont stood alone at the door, holding his phone. Rosalie hurriedly got in the car, leaving the person behind her in the dust. Yesterday, her father gave her the final ultimatum, saying that if the cooperation was not successful, her identity as Ms. Clayton would not be guaranteed. Based on Dempsey’s style of doing things, if she didn’t accomplish this matter, not to mention her identity, even her life could be at risk. Because of this, she had to come and find Elva herself, and she didn’t expect that Elva would agree. Now that everything is settled, she is going to find Edmond. Edmond had told her that he would marry her as long as he divorced Claudia. In a bar in Wellfort, Everett watched as Edmond kept pouring himself drinks and snatched the last bottle. “Don’t drink, okay? It’s just a divorce. Look at you, so pathetic.” Everett looked disdainfully at his good friend and said, “I don’t understand what you mean. If you like someone, why get a divorce? What kind of drama is this now?” Edmond raised his eyelids and said, “Who said I liked her?” “Don’t like her? Well, that’s easy then. You’re divorced, right? Come, look over there…” he pointed toward a group of girls peering curiously in our direction. “See them? You’re single now, free to pursue any woman you want, with no moral constraints holding you back. These girls have been waiting
around for a while, if you just wave your hand, I guarantee they’ll come over.” Edmond lowered his eyes and, without looking at those people, finished the last glass of wine. “She could have simply told me if she wanted to get divorced earlier, instead of having another man plead on her behalf.” After completing the procedures, she left without any trace of nostalgia. What was this three-year marriage to her in the past? He thought he was the one who would be free-spirited when they divorced, but he didn’t expect her to be even more free-spirited than him. “That’s quite outrageous,” Everett sympathetically glanced at his friend who had been cuc kolded. What could be more frustrating than a man’s mistress coming to the door and forcing a divorce? Everett thought about Thomas arranging a blind date for Claudia, and heard that it ended on a sour note. Surprisingly, the reason was that Claudia had a pregnancy reaction at the table. Everett immediately thought that Claudia might be pregnant. He was thinking whether to tell his friend this news.