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They might consider leveraging public sentiment to sway Andrew, but what if he remained indifferent?
“Leave within a minute, and never come back!” Isabella said, her voice icy and authoritative. Sarai and Courtney shuddered under the severity of her tone.
Glenn’s gaze was equally frosty as he watched Sarai and Courtney leave. Sarai gave a disdainful snort before turning to Courtney. “What is our next move? Andrew is now the focus of online criticism, but he still refuses to talk to me, and Isabella remains so calm. What if Andrew insists on not acknowledging my child?”
“Don’t worry, Courtney. Remember, Dora has proposed a backup plan. If our current strategy fails, we’ll resort to that. By then, public pressure will have built up so much that Andrew won’t be able to ignore you, no matter how much he might want to,” a glint of cold resolve appeared in Sarai’s eyes.
“But…” Courtney placed a hand on her belly. After all, this was her first child, and she was still reluctant to consider abortion.
“We’ll just have to wait and see for now!”
The days dragged on. Online discussions about the Klein Group grew more heated with each passing day, with everyone speculating on how Andrew would handle the situation regarding the child. During a board meeting, the issue was inevitably brought up.
Corbett sat back, enjoying the unfolding drama with a smirk. This was the first major scandal to hit since Andrew had taken the reins of the Klein Group.
One of the directors spoke up. “Andrew, as your reputation directly affects the group, shouldn’t you address the rumors personally?”
“The baby is not mine. I have nothing to do with Courtney. My girlfriend is Isabella,” Andrew declared, his dark, piercing eyes scanning the entire room.
The room fell silent as everyone exchanged nervous glances, too intimidated to speak up. Despite the fact that many in the room were older than Andrew, his formidable presence cowed them.
Corbett interjected, “Why should we take your word for it? Courtney claims you’re the father of her child. She’s not just some woman you picked up in a bar—she’s from the Patton family.”
“Even though she’s from the Patton family, she’s not Mr. Glenn Patton’s daughter,” Andrew replied icily. “What’s crucial for our company is addressing our project issues, not indulging in these trivial personal matters.”
The mood shifted to seriousness as everyone moved on from the topic, turning their attention to other matters. After the meeting, Corbett stood next to Andrew and remarked, “Andrew, I realize you’re even more ruthless than I am. You could abandon your own child without a second thought. I couldn’t do that.”
“If you want to take responsibility for that child, you’re welcome to claim it,” Andrew said dismissively before walking off.
Corbett’s expression grew grim. It was clear that Andrew was resolute in his decision not to acknowledge the child. He quickly dialed his mother’s number. “Andrew’s position is unmistakable. He has no intention of accepting the child.”
“That’s so typical of Andrew,” Dora replied, with a hint of malice. “It looks like we’ll have to go with the backup plan after all.”
As night fell, Isabella and Andrew enjoyed a rare candlelight dinner together. Isabella asked, “Is Courtney’s situation affecting you?”
“It does have an impact, but it’s not a big deal. It will blow over soon,” Andrew said as he poured himself some red wine. They clinked their glasses together and took a sip.
When Isabella finished her glass of wine, her cheeks flushed slightly. She looked up to find Andrew’s gaze filled with a smoldering intensity, like a wild predator ready to pounce. Feeling herself blush, Isabella lowered her gaze and focused on her meal, trying to ignore the heat of his stare.
“Sweetheart, you look absolutely stunning,” Andrew said, his voice low and alluring. “There must be plenty of people who are attracted to you, don’t you think?”
“No one’s attracted to me,” Isabella replied simply, showing that she didn’t care much about it.
Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at it, reluctant to answer, but the persistent ringing started to irritate her. “What is it?” she snapped.
“Isabella, I’ve been handling my company well lately,” Gilbert’s voice sounded more mature and composed than before. “It’s been a while since we last saw each other. I saw online that Andrew has a child with another woman. Are you alright? Can I come by to see you?”
“You can’t,” Isabella replied curtly before hanging up the phone.
Andrew’s expression darkened. “Gilbert? He seems to care about you. Isn’t he attracted to you?”
“His affection is pure; he has ulterior motives,” Isabella said, having seen through Gilbert’s intentions.
As Andrew looked at Isabella, he felt an unexplainable wave of pity for her. Isabella shifted the conversation. “What about you? I’m sure there must be many women who admire you, right?”
“No,” Andrew replied firmly.
Isabella raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in her gaze. “You’re lying to me. What about Kristine and the others?”
“They’re just like Gilbert,” Andrew said, his voice steady, implying their affection was also driven by ulterior motives.
Isabella studied him, her eyes lingering on his handsome face. “But even without your family background, there must be plenty of wealthy women who are drawn to you just for your looks.”
Andrew caught the playful glint in her eyes and didn’t take offense. Instead, a smirk played on his lips. “Really? Does that include you?”
Isabella paused, her expression thoughtful. “I am drawn to you now.”
Andrew chuckled, his deep, magnetic laughter sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. His voice, so rich and smooth, made her heart skip a beat. She hadn’t been particularly interested in men before, but Andrew had changed that. The idea of having someone as striking as him by her side suddenly seemed very appealing.
The atmosphere between them felt just right, charged with a subtle electricity—until Isabella’s phone rang, shattering the moment. Irritated, she picked it up, assuming it was Gilbert again. “What now?” she snapped.
But it wasn’t Gilbert. It was Elaine, her voice urgent. “Isabella, something’s happened.”
“What is it?” Isabella asked cautiously, sensing the urgency in Elaine’s voice.
“Courtney lost her baby,” Elaine said.
Isabella gasped, “What?” The news shocked her. She quickly ended the call, her mind racing. But Andrew’s concerned voice cut through her thoughts. “What happened?”
“Courtney had a miscarriage,” Isabella replied, her voice tinged with disbelief.
Instinctively, she picked up her phone again, scrolling through Twitter. The news had already exploded online, triggering waves of reactions and speculations.
“Courtney miscarried?”
“I saw her being rushed into the hospital, covered in blood. It was horrifying!”
“Oh no! That doesn’t sound good at all! Did Andrew have something to do with this?”
“Oh my God! Even if he didn’t want the child, he shouldn’t have resorted to such extremes. That’s beyond cruel.”
“I know the rich play dirty, but this is next-level vicious.”
“He killed his own child? If Andrew can do that, what else would he not dare to do? Would you trust a company run by someone so heartless?”
“I’m steering clear of anything Klein Group produces.”
“Courtney, that poor girl, I feel so sorry for her!”
“I’ve always warned people—marrying into a wealthy family isn’t as glamorous as it seems.”
“Andrew is vicious, and let’s not forget Isabella’s involvement! She’s Andrew’s girlfriend—there’s no way she’d let someone else have his baby.”
“The thought alone is terrifying. Both the Patton Group and Klein Group should be boycotted.”
The internet was ablaze with speculation, and fingers were quickly pointed at Isabella, linking her to the tragedy and accusing her of being complicit. Isabella glanced at the latest figures for the Patton Group’s stocks; the numbers were grim. Since the news broke, the stock prices had plummeted, wiping out tens of millions of dollars in mere minutes.
Meanwhile, Andrew’s phone also rang. He answered briefly before hanging up, his expression unchanged. Sensing the gravity of the situation, Isabella asked quietly, “Was that your grandfather?”
“Yes,” Andrew replied, his voice calm and measured. “He’s aware of everything. Courtney made sure to inform him immediately after causing such a scene.”
“Are you going back to see him?”
“I’ll go back tomorrow,” Andrew said, his tone steady.
Isabella bit her lip, worry creasing her brow as she looked at him. Despite his calm exterior, she couldn’t help but be concerned. Andrew noticed her anxiety and met her gaze. “Are you worried about me?” he asked, a hint of softness in his voice. “Come with me then! I’ll feel more at ease if you’re by my side.”
Isabella nodded. “Okay, I’ll go with you.”
Andrew smiled slightly and placed food in front of her. “Eat. Don’t stress. I’ve already prepared for this.” His composure was reassuring, and it was clear he had a plan in place.
They continued to eat in silence, the tension palpable as chaos unfolded elsewhere.
In a hospital ward, Courtney, having just woken up, was overcome with grief upon learning she had lost her baby. Sarai, ever the opportunist, saw a chance to manipulate the narrative. She wasted no time in summoning reporters to the hospital, where they eagerly bombarded Courtney with questions.
“My daughter has just suffered a miscarriage,” Sarai began, her voice laced with sorrow. “She’s understandably distraught, so I’ll speak on her behalf.”
Facing the reporters, Sarai crafted her story carefully, her words measured. “Courtney has always admired Andrew deeply. She had never imagined they would sleep together that day, but when it happened, Andrew assured her he would take responsibility. We believed him, thinking that Andrew, as a man of honor, would stand by her. Naturally, we thought this meant he had ended things with Isabella.”
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