The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)
Chapter 1202

"Easy there, you're pregnant now," he cautioned.

"lI don't need your concern," she snapped, trying to pry his hand away.

He quickly let go, "The only way I'll give a damn about William is if he's my son."

A tremor ran through Aurelia's shoulders.

This guy must be trying to rattle her and force the truth out.

Aurelia was almost fooled by him. She picked an orange from the table and began to peel it.

"It doesn't matter. William has his daddy to dote on him. Whether you like him or not is irrelevant. Besides, he doesn't like you

either." Aurelia said.

A flush of irritation crept into Leopold's brow, "In the Stirling family, there's a world of difference between legitimate and

illegitimate. I'll make sure he understands that."

His tone was like a biting chill, sending shivers down Aurelia's spine. She couldn't shake the ominous feeling settling in her heart.

"What's the difference? I wasn't aware of any."

Leopold curled his lips into a mocking sneer, "In the Stirling family, the lowest of the low is the bastard of a bastard. Soon enough,

you'll find out."

Aurelia massaged her forehead. She didn't want William to be treated differently in the Stirling family, but Leopold was set on not

being as accommodating as before.

In the sanatorium, Agent A had been laid up for a solid two weeks. With Christmas just around the corner, his condition was

worsening, poison seeping into his marrow, turning him into a cripple.

"Has Agent S contacted you? How's the antidote coming along?"

Lisbeth shook her head, "No word yet. Has he forgotten, or is the antidote proving that difficult to make?"

Agent A's patience was on thin ice, his temper teetering on the edge. "Idiot, can't you reach out to him?"

"He always contacts you. I don't have his number, how should I get in touch? Maybe you could givehis details, and I'll contact

him right now."

Her words stuck in Agent A's throat like a bone.

"Let's wait another couple of days."

There was no way Agent S would forget about him. The antidote must still be in the works.

Twas running out.

"Any word from Aurelia?"

"No news," Lisbeth shrugged, "With Christmas coming up, the Stirling family is all busy with the preparations."

"When the elders cover for the holiday, stir up strouble. Put spressure on Leopold and Aurelia," Agent A instructed.

"I've been asking about the antidote every now and then, but Aurelia says it's still being researched," Lisbeth said nonchalantly.

"I'm guessing it's not an easy fix. Spoisons have no cure, after all."

Agent A turned a sickly shade of pale. He was running out of time.

"What if they've already developed it and she refuses to give it to me? Or what if they've had the antidote all along and never

needed to research it?"

Lisbeth replied, "That seems unlikely. If they were behind the poison, it was probably just to teach you a lesson, not to paralyze

you. The real trouble is if someone else is responsible."

Agent A glared at her fiercely, "Of course, it was them. Are you stupid? How can you still be doubting this?"

Lisbeth responded, "It's just that we have no proof. If we did, I'd have already taken it to the elders."

Agent A grunted, "This was their secret scheme. How could you find evidence?"

"So, what's your plan? You can't just lie here and wait for the end," Lisbeth pressed.

"I have no intention of just waiting to die," Agent A clenched his teeth.

Lisbeth probed, "Is there someone you want to contact? I could help."

Agent A snorted, "Nah, someone'll cfind me. They reckon they can boxin by keepinghere, but they've got another

think coming."

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