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“I assure you, the child isn’t mine,” Andrew maintained his composure.
Seeing Andrew’s resolute demeanor softened Daman’s anger slightly. Daman had seen Andrew grow up and knew he wasn’t the type to be reckless with women.
“Then you must look into this and provide a clear explanation,” Daman said.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it,” Andrew said sincerely. Feeling unwell and agitated, Daman decided to rest. Andrew stood and addressed Dora, saying, “Dora, I’d appreciate it if you stayed out of matters that don’t involve you.”
Dora, humiliated by the scolding from someone younger, shot Andrew a resentful look as he departed. She believed Andrew’s confidence stemmed from his position as the CEO of the Klein Group. Once her son Corbett took over the CEO position, Andrew would lose his standing in the Klein family.
Dora’s eyes sparkled with spite. Yet, their schemes had to be precise and decisive to take Andrew down effectively. Dora initiated a phone call.
“Mrs. Klein, how can I help you?” Sarai answered the phone, her voice carrying a tone of deference.
Dora asked, “Are you certain the baby Courtney’s carrying is Andrew’s?”
“Absolutely. Courtney slept with Andrew!” Sarai replied without hesitation.
Dora exhaled, a sly glint in her eyes. “I have a better idea. Want to hear it?”
“Go ahead,” Sarai said, intrigued.
As Dora revealed her plan, both Sarai and Courtney were stunned. “Is that really necessary?” Sarai questioned.
“It is our backup plan. If Andrew insists on denying it, we’ll use this. Don’t worry—his grandfather has a strong sense of justice. He’ll make sure everything’s handled fairly,” Dora replied calmly.
Sarai sighed. “Okay, I understand.” She set down the phone, still feeling uneasy. The lengths these powerful families would go to were beyond anything she had ever imagined.
“Mom, I still want to keep the baby,” Courtney said softly.
“Didn’t you hear? This is just a backup plan. As long as Andrew acknowledges the child, you won’t have to consider anything drastic,” Sarai reassured her.
Courtney bit her lip, then suddenly thought of Isabella. She quickly dialed her number, a sly smile forming on her face. “Isabella, are you busy? I’m coming over,” Courtney said, her tone upbeat.
As soon as Andrew left Klein Manor, he called Isabella. “I know who the pregnant woman is. It’s just as I expected.”
Isabella’s voice held a note of curiosity. “You don’t have to tell me. I already know.”
“How did you find out?” Andrew asked, surprised.
“She called me,” Isabella replied.
Courtney’s arrogant tone had made it clear who the pregnant woman was; there was no doubt in Isabella’s mind.
“Well, her child isn’t mine,” Andrew stated firmly.
“Then why does she believe it is?” Isabella questioned, her curiosity piqued.
“I entered the room, but I got out of there quickly,” Andrew clarified. “I’m the one who slept with her.”
Isabella pieced it together—Andrew had set Courtney up on purpose. His methods were ruthless and direct.
“In my view, Courtney isn’t smart enough to have planned this on her own,” Andrew continued. “Corbett’s mother was also there when I arrived at Klein Manor, backing her up the whole time.”
A realization hit Isabella. “So they’re working together?”
“Exactly. If they’re trying to drag me down, they’re going to pay for it.” Andrew’s voice was cold and cutting.
Isabella couldn’t help but admire his strategy. He was letting them bask in their false victory, only to reveal the truth when they were at their highest, watching them plummet into despair.
After the call ended, Courtney arrived, eager to gloat. She wasted no time, slamming a piece of paper on the desk in front of Isabella. Without looking up, Isabella continued her work.
Courtney’s eyes narrowed as she waited for a reaction. “Aren’t you curious about who the father of my child is?” she asked, pride dripping from her words.
“What? Am I the father?” Isabella retorted dryly.
Courtney was momentarily speechless. She had expected Isabella to be rattled, but instead, she was met with calm indifference. Staring hard at Isabella, she leaned in and said slowly, “It’s Andrew.”
Her eyes narrowed as she searched Isabella’s face for any sign of distress.
But Isabella’s expression remained infuriatingly calm, a wall of indifference.
Desperation creeping into her voice, Courtney repeated, “It’s Andrew’s child!”
“I heard you the first time,” Isabella replied, her voice cool and detached.
Courtney’s smile faded into a frown. “Why aren’t you reacting? What’s the matter? Are you and Andrew not together anymore?”
Isabella finally looked up, her gaze piercing. “And why should I take your word for it?”
Courtney smirked. “Isabella, you’ve been deceived by Andrew. I can swear this child is his. We had sex right after your car accident. He doesn’t care for you as much as you think. Don’t be a fool.”
Isabella’s eyes darkened. “You think I should believe you? The same person who tried to have me killed?”
Courtney faltered. “I’m just letting you know that I’m carrying Andrew’s child, his firstborn!”
Isabella leaned back in her chair, her expression unbothered. “And you think that’s something to be proud of? Even if the child is Andrew’s, it’s still illegitimate. Has he even promised to marry you?”
Courtney wasn’t worried about that. “This is his first child. He won’t deny it. And if he tries, his grandfather will make sure he acknowledges it.”
With a smug look, Courtney added, “Isabella, you should step aside while you still can. I’m going to marry Andrew. If you walk away now, it won’t have to get messy.”
Isabella’s voice was steady, carrying an unmistakable threat as she said, “Courtney, I warned you about causing trouble. Continue on this path, and I will reveal all your misdeeds.”
“Are you threatening me? Do you think I’m still scared of you? I’m going to be the future Mrs. Klein!” Courtney retorted defiantly.
How naive.
Isabella had had enough and signaled her assistant to remove Courtney from the premises. Even as she was being escorted out, Courtney kept yelling, “Isabella, if you don’t back down now, you’ll only end up humiliating yourself!” Isabella ignored her.
Turning to the internet, Isabella saw that the backlash against Tatiana was still intense. Pleased, she assigned a new task to her team: she hired all the girls who had been ousted from the industry by Tatiana’s manipulations.
The news spread like wildfire online. The heart-wrenching stories of these girls had already captured the empathy of many users, and now, the news about their chance at a new life was warmly received.
“Thank you, Edge Entertainment! I’m turning into a fan!”
“Edge Entertainment is truly commendable. They even borrowed that dress for Maxine from Sierra.”
“So the president of Edge Entertainment is Isabella? The one who Maxine publicly commended?”
“Yes, it’s Isabella. And stunning!”
A photo of Isabella was shared in the comments, gathering thousands of likes.
Isabella’s number of followers surged. While she rarely posted on Twitter—mainly using it to keep up with news—she was astonished to find she had gained tens of thousands of new followers. Surveying the surge of private messages, mostly filled with praises, she sent out a message along with virtual gifts to her followers.
“Thank you for the love and support! Moving forward, I’ll post updates about Edge Entertainment right here. Please keep supporting Edge Entertainment and our talented artists!”
This note of gratitude further boosted her popularity.
“Wow! Miss Patton is so generous!”
“Seems like she’s suggesting we keep out of her personal life.”
“Here’s a little secret—her boyfriend is quite the catch. After all, birds of a feather flock together, especially among the wealthy.”
After spending a short while on Twitter, Isabella shifted her focus back to work. She was closely monitoring Milly’s television series. It was Milly’s debut project, and fortunately, she had proven to be completely dependable. The premiere episode alone had quelled doubts about her, highlighting her acting prowess and charm.
The hashtag #MillyIsActing started trending, climbing the ranks of popular searches. Beauty always captures attention. Isabella was confident that, with this momentum, Milly was on her way to stardom.
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