The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)
Chapter 908

Aurelia’s analysis seemed spot-on, flawless to the point of intimidation.

Had she not voiced her doubts and sought a paternity test, Jewel would have never spilled the beans to her. Was the child she bore truly her son? Her poor baby was brought away moments after birth with unknown whereabouts and fate. How on earth could she find her child? "It's all in your head, pure poppycock," Megan said.

Although her face was as pale as parchment, her lips void of color, she stubbornly refused to admit she was rattled. Her sharp tongue was the only thing left unshaken.

Aurelia shrugged, "I'm just laying out the facts for you. To believe or not is your call. You want to use AK Group to secure your spot as the lady of the Stirling family, clueless that they're using you too. Playing with the tiger might just get you swallowed whole." Megan felt a twist in her gut, anger igniting like wildfire within her chest.

She would not be a pawn in others’ game. Unless she found her child, she would not allow this mysterious brat to step foot into the Stirling family.

Aurelia watched the subtle play of emotions across Megan's face.

"One wrong move can cost the game. If I were you, I'd stick with the Stirling family and have my child at their hospital. No matter what, they wouldn't harm the baby, only shield it. But it's too late for that now. Here's a piece of advice. Keep a close eye on the kid at home. That's your master's blood, a valuable hostage. Don't let AK Group take him away." Megan grabbed the cup from the table, downing its contents in one gulp, then stood up.

"I was just testing you to see if you had any ill intentions towards my child. My child is safe at home, not kidnapped, certainly not someone else's. Stop reveling in my misfortune." Aurelia spread her hands, a mocking smile on her lips, "You've got sacting chops and almost hadfooled. Anyway, what you do is your business. As long as you don't bother me, I won't bother you." Megan turned on her heel and left. Aurelia was right about one thing, that was, she had to safeguard the child at home. If she couldn't find her own, she would never hand over this child to AK Group, nor would she let him masquerade as her child within the Stirling family.

“Guardian” Leopold resumed his seat next to Aurelia.

"Your silver tongue must have set her on edge. She'll likely toss and turn tonight." "Too clever by half. Now she's shot herself in the foot. There's always something hateful about a pitiable person," Aurelia sighed.

"It's the child I feel sorry for, suffering for the sins of the adults. No wonder the old folks always say, one must accumulate good luck for their descendants. If Megan hadn't been causing chaos, her child wouldn't be facing autism." Leopold quirked a half-smile with a touch of scorn in his tone, "Heaven's wrath is forgivable, self-inflicted woes are not." Aurelia took a delicate sip of her drink, "I suspect Geoffrey is in Elysium, hiding in sdark corner, afraid to cinto the light." A shadow of intrigue crossed Leopold's face, "Perhaps he can't face the sun." "What do you mean?" Aurelia looked puzzled.

Leopold spoke leisurely, "Based on cousin's description, no matter the season, Geoffrey is always in a long coat, wearing a mask, covering himself from head to toe. He must have ssevere skin allergy, so severe that he can't even be in the sunlight." "That's tragic. No wonder he's off-balance," Aurelia cringed. "I bet he's always resented Skyler. That accident with Skyler might well have been his doing." "A contend mind is a perpetual feast," Leopold said gravely. Arnold probably often thought the same. If he hadn't been born, the heirship of the Stirling family would have been Arnold's without question.

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