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Sophie looked at Brittany and begged, "The child’s father is from the Jorgansens. Please let me go. I can leave here and never come back."

"Let you go? It’s easier said than done. If your scandal breaks and others know the bastard, how will we face people?"

Alice sneered. Although Brittany did not say anything about it, she would not let Sophie off.

Alice thought, "Sophie shouldn’t be set free. What if she brings this child back...? "The child’s surname is Jorgansen. Don’t say my child a bastard!" Sophie shouted. She did not allow these people to insult her child.

Andy stood at the side with no words and just let Sophie roar at his feet.

Hearing Sophie’s words, Brittany frowned.

She looked at Jenny and asked, "How do you deal with it?"

Jenny gritted her teeth. She thought, <Why did Brittany ask me? Does it mean that she wants me to accept Sophie’s child?

It’s a great shame. I don’t allow Marcos to recognize a bastard.> "The child can’t be left alive!"

As soon as Jenny finished her sentence, Sophie sank to the ground and looked ashen.

Sophie thought, <When Brittany asked Jenny, she gave me a chance.

However, Jenny won’t bear to accept my child.

So will Marcos.

If I divorce...>

Sophie looked at the man beside her with pleading eyes. Even if she had divorced, Andy would not have married her. "No. This child is one of the Jorgansens. You can’t kill my child." Sophie grabbed Andy’s pants, wanting him to say something for her. This was his child. How could he keep silent?

Since Andy’s surname was Jorgansen, why couldn’t they keep her child? "The child..."

Jenny was furious and looked at Andy fiercely. But she didn’t continue.

Even if some things had been left unsaid, someone would have been clear on it. "Andy, don’t remain silent."

Alice smiled and held him up to ridicule. "Sophie has your child and thinks that the child is one of the Jorgansens. You have to make it clear to her."

There were some taboos in the Jorgansen family.

It didn’t mean that these secrets would disappear after many years.

For example, Andy was just an adopted son.

No one mentioned it. It did not mean that he was of the Jorgansen’s blood.

Sure enough, there was a gloomy expression on Andy’s face.

Brittany didn’t stop Alice and just said in a deep voice, "Since it’s your child, you can handle it yourself."

What did she mean?

Let him kill his child.

Andy put on a cold face and looked at Brittany, who showed no emotion. He clenched his fists in anger. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He felt that his nails almost inserted into his palm.

The others just sat on the sidelines. If they felt bored, they enjoyed the view outside the window.

Everyone waited for this matter to be quickly dealt with so that they could go back to their work.

Sophie fell to the ground in a daze and failed to come to her senses.

Looking at what the servant brought here, she looked pale.

She looked at Andy and said, "What do you mean? Do you want to kill your child?"

"Even a vicious tiger will not eat its cubs. You can’t do this. The child is one of the Jorgansens. How can you kill the child?"

Sophie shouted in a cracked voice.

Andy turned ashen when he heard Sophie’s words.

Brittany sitting opposite, finally said, "What a good saying! ’A vicious tiger will not eat its cubs.’ The child of the Jorgansens must be kept."

Hearing what Brittany said, Sophie heaved a sigh of relief.

She thought, <As long as my child is alive, I will have a chance to make a comeback. I will not lose hope because my child has the Jorgansen’s blood.>

"Mother, how can this ... this woman’s child be kept?"

Jenny looked sullen.

As soon as she thought of the unborn child, she felt uncomfortable.

Sophie went too far. The child must not be kept.

If her child was born, everyone would think that the child’s father was Marcos. At that time, they would have to accept it. Could they release an online statement saying that Marcos was unable to have children and the child was a bastard?

They couldn’t do it in this way, nor did they dare do it.

However, she couldn’t stand accepting the child.

Thinking of the child, Jenny flew into a fury.

Without waiting for Brittany to speak, she turned to Sophie and said, "Don’t think about using the child to threaten us. The unborn child doesn’t have the Jorgansen’s blood."

Marcos wouldn’t take the blame for her.

At worst, the scandal would break. She didn’t believe that Brittany would protect a slut who disgraces the family name.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My child’s surname is Jorgansen."

Sophie no longer cared about the rules. When she heard Jenny’s words, she almost sprang from the ground.

In the next second, she was held down.

Brittany glanced at Jenny and said in a deep voice, "Don’t be anxious. Did I say that I would let Marcos accept the child?"

Jenny stopped talking.

Jenny knew that she was weak, and she was not from a wealthy family. She didn’t have a say in the Jorgansen family.

So, she never thought about fighting for something.

She originally thought that since Marcos was valued as the heir of the Jorgansen family, she could rely on him.

However, she did not expect that Marcos would have such an end. Even Sophie wanted to harm them.

Brittany turned to look at Sophie.

She said in a deep voice, "I told you that if the child has the Jorgansen’s blood, we will recognize it. If not, don’t think we can accept it."

Brittany’s words made Sophie come to her senses.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Andy, who remained silent.

Sophie asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

Alice, who was at the side, smiled.

"It means that your child doesn’t have the Jorgansen’s blood. How can the child be surnamed Jorgansen?"

When Sophie was about to argue with Alice, Jenny said coldly, "Andy is just an adopted son. He is not one of the Jorgansens by blood. The unborn child can’t be surnamed Jorgansen."

If the child had been kept, Marcos would have recognized it.

It was a great shame. Anyway, the child could not be left alive.

Sophie was stunned and failed to regain her composure.

"You, what did you say? You are all talking nonsense. How could it be..." Sophie subconsciously looked at Andy and grabbed the corner of his clothes. "Tell me whether it is true. Did they lie to me?" she asked.

Andy lowered his head and looked at Sophie. "I am an adopted son of the Jorgansens."

...

An adopted son?

Sophie fell to the ground in shock.

No one had told her since she came to the Jorgansen family.

Andy was not the Jorgansen, then her unborn baby...

"No, that’s impossible!

"You must be lying to me! You fear that this child will be a threat to you. You fear that the Andersons will be unhappy. You fear the Andersons and that woman of the Andersons!"

Sophie murmured with a sarcastic sneer.

"You want the share of the Andersons. You want to please the Andersons with my child and me? Dream on!"

Sophie’s face was full of ruthlessness as she knocked the cup out of the servant’s hand.

These people were viperous. For the sake of that little benefit, they could do anything.

She should have known it long ago!

"Don’t talk nonsense. It’s impossible for you to keep this bastard!"

Aunt Orlenna stood up and said firmly, no longer as gentle as before.

Even if Brittany agreed, the others in the Jorgansens agreed. And then she would not keep this child.

As long as the child existed for a day, it was an insult to her son.

Aunt Orlenna couldn’t even wait for a moment. She said to the servant beside her, "Another."

Aunt Orlenna didn’t care who the child belonged to or whether this child was related to the Jorgansens. The only thing she thought was to kill this child and drive Sophie away.

Seeing the bowl that was brought up again, Sophie became emotional.

The pattern of the bowl was particularly dazzling. Seeing the servant come forward, Sophie subconsciously wanted to get up and dodge.

"Hold her!"

Brittany said.

Then two men came forward and held Sophie.

The two men were the guard of the ancestral hall, and they had huge strength and force.

Andy stretched his hand but was stopped by Alice.

Aunt Fu smiled, "Andy, don’t forget your identity. Brittany is doing this for your good. If Sophie gave birth to the child, I’m afraid you will also be implicated."

Alice smiled in a cordial way as if they were family.

He should understand.

Andy clenched his fists tightly. His lips pursed into a straight line; his eyes filled with anger.

However, the Jorgansens wouldn’t care about his emotion.

Because Andy had the least right to inheritance of the Jorgansen.

Back then, the Old Master brought him back and said that he looked pitiful and wanted to take him as his adopted son.

Brittany agreed. Only then could Andy live in the Jorgansen family. They said to the outside that Brittany had a child in her old age.

Andy couldn’t forget that.

The Jorgansens raised him, and he couldn’t let the Jorgansens down.

He had slept with the granddaughter-in-law of the Jorgansens. It was already benevolent, and the Jorgansens didn’t drive him away.

No-one stopped Aunt Orlenna. Aunt Orlenna stepped forward, grabbed Sophie’s chin, and poured all the brown medicine into her mouth.

Aunt Orlenna had practiced abstinence from meat and said prayers for so many years without any other desires. Her heart was peaceful.

But Sophie made her feel angry.

No one could do this to her son, let alone Sophie.

Sophie coughed desperately and wanted to spit out the medicine, but she was stopped by the two men again.

Lying on the ground in a sorry state, Sophie roared desperately.

"You vicious old bitches, you will get your comeuppance."

Aunt Orlenna slapped Sophie again.

Sophie made gentle Orlenna anger in tremble! What a hateful woman!

"If anyone will get the comeuppance, it’s you."

Aunt Orlenna’s face was cold. As long as this child was not the Jorgansens’, Brittany would not care.

Even if this child belonged to the Jorgansens, she would never allow it to remain.

"You Jorgansens are so fickle, lousy, wicked, shameless..."

Sophie suddenly laughed coldly.

Looking up at Brittany, Sophie’s eyes were full of resentment and viciousness.

"You old bastard. You are selfish, vicious, and cruel. You let the Jorgansens fight with each other. And all of them are sinister and cunning. Everything about the Jorgansens is caused by you."

"I was only for myself. Am I wrong?"

If there was no interest between the two families, how could she marry into the Jorgansen family?

It was the desperate cage of the Jorgansen family that harmed her.

In this family, she had to fight and fight. Only then could she survive and live better.

"You did something wrong yourself, yet you still refuse to repent." Aunt Orlenna said angrily.

Sophie immediately turned around and shouted, "I am right. You guys were the ones who are wrong!"

"Enough, hurry and drag her outside."

Seeing Brittany’s darkened expression, Alice immediately ordered a servant to drag the battered woman outside.

"Keep an eye on her, kill that unborn bastard and throw her out."

Aunt Orlenna was extremely angry and was not in the mood to look at Brittany’s face.

She just wanted to take the disgusting woman away from her son.

"You killed my child, and he won’t let you go. Even if he becomes a ghost, he will still pester you, stay by your feet every day and sleep under your bed. He will look at you angrily every day.

"All of you will get your comeuppance. No one can escape."

Sophie’s laughed. Her voice spread and echoed throughout the entire ancestral hall.

Everyone’s face became bad, for they were cursed by a mad woman. Even if they did not believe in ghosts and gods, they still felt disgusted in their hearts.

Compared to the uneasiness on Alice and the others’ faces, Aunt Orlenna was filled with anger and did not have the heart to listen to these things.

Only Brittany remained silent and did not respond.

The calmness on her face did not change at all for what Sophie had said.

Perhaps she had seen this kind of thing and been cursed many times. She had been living for such a long time. There was nothing to be afraid of.

She had lived long enough and would definitely die sooner or later.

"When it’s done, send her to the temple."

Brittany stood up and said, "Alright, you can go."

Since Brittany had said, everyone did not dare to delay and left one after another. At this time, only Brittany and the old maid beside her were in the ancestral hall. "This is the first child of Andy. Why would Madam..."

The maid poured a cup of hot tea for Brittany and couldn’t help but ask.

Brittany opened her eyes and looked at the memorial tablet.

"Back then, he brought this child back and said he picked him up. Did he think I believe it?"

Brittany’s voice was flat, and the old maid did not speak.

It was indeed suspicious that the cold old master had brought back a little boy. But at that time, Brittany did not say anything and accepted the child.

"You mean..."

Andy was the illegitimate son of the Old Master!