Leopold's icy gaze sliced across her face like a blade, "Excuses are useless. You'll never be the lady of the Stirling family because you're too naive. You've been sold out and you're still counting the coins for them. Playing with fire will eventually get you burned. Go get a paternity test done and stop treating that child like streasure when it's not even yours." With those harsh words, he turned and strode away.
Leopold's world was crashing down around her. She trembled uncontrollably, and in her shock, the baby slipped from her arms. Callie, quick as lightning, caught the child.
Megan's reaction told her everything she feared. There was indeed a connection to the criminal organization.
"Megan, what on earth are you doing? How did you get mixed up with these people?" Megan offered no reply, only managing to stand and stumble towards the door, her mind racing through the events following her child's birth.
The nurse had taken the baby away without letting her get so much as a glance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCould it be true? Had her child been switched? Leopold entered the garden, placing two strands of baby hair into a ziplock bag.
He had plucked them stealthily while holding the child earlier.
Aurelia watched him from the doorway, their eyes meeting and saying all that needed to be said without a word.
The banquet was about to commence. William, ever so careful, wheeled the baby carriage out of the elevator. He warned relatives not to get too close to his little sister Nova, fearing she might get scared, a picture-perfect image of a brother.
Melissa teased with a laugh, "William, you adore your sister Nova so much, but who's going to inherit your dad's fortune, you or her?" Murmurs rippled through the relatives. Though Melissa was clearly jesting, it was a bold question.
In the Stirling family, sons were traditionally favored over daughters for inheritance, unless a male heir was absent. Furthermore, a daughter had to remain unmarried for life, using a sperm bank for procreation to avoid giving outsiders a claim on the estate.
For instance, if Fredric had no sons, legitimate or otherwise, Nina could bechis heir.
Aurelia, standing to the side, wiped her brow at the audacity of Melissa's inquiry.
William blinked seriously, "Daddy's money can all go to Nova. | don't want it. When | earn my own, it'll be for her to spend. | don't want her to work too hard later on. Dad and | will make enough for her." William knew he wasn't Arnold's biological child, so naturally, Nova should inherit.
Besides, he had no interest in being a successor. He wanted to carve out his own empire.
The guests laughed, praising William for his maturity.
Arnold looked at William with eyes full of affection. Truth be told, even a biological son might not share the bond he had with William. Strained father-son relationships were all too common.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLeopold was one such case, always seeming to be on the brink of infuriating Chad.
He had never seen him share a moment's harmony with Chad, nor had he heard him utter the word 'Dad.' To him, Chad was invisible. And all he wanted was for Chad to pass away so he could ascend to his position.
Lisa's heart fluttered with anxiety, and she was sure these words were taught to William by Aurelia.
A virtuous mother had a respectful child. When a woman was envious and conniving, it was inevitable her children, half-siblings, would see each other as rivals and enemies.
The banquet began.
Kane, Jessica, Fredric, and several relatives sat at one table.
Arnold and Lisa were at the next.
William sat by Arnold's side, with Aurelia on the other side of William.
It was a picture of Arnold enjoying his blessings.
Leopold watched from a distance, his heart seething with discontent.