Chapter 2011

“Keep that bitch under tight watch. Don’t let her out of your sight for even a second. Don’t you dare let her leave your line of vision for one step,” Mia ordered the two bodyguards before quickly walking away.

She had barely walked out of the courtyard when she ran into Maurice, who was rushing over.

“Why do you look so terrible? What happened?” he asked, studying Mia carefully.

A flash of panic crossed Mia’s face, but she quickly replied, “Nothing, I’m fine. By the way, Maurice, how are your preparations going?”

Maurice snorted coldly. “If Andrew dares to show up, I’ll send him straight to hell. What about Victoria? You didn’t hurt her, did you?”

Mia replied through gritted teeth, “I slapped her a few times. That bitch deserves to die.”

Maurice replied flatly, “We need to keep her alive for now, in case things go wrong. We can deal with her after we finish off Andrew.”

Mia opened her mouth, then hesitated. She was debating whether to tell Maurice about Andrew’s relationship with Reginald. If she told him, Maurice would probably change his attitude immediately and stop treating Andrew as an enemy.

Instead, he might even try to repair their relationship or go as far as trying to please Andrew. That was not what Mia wanted to see. Her eyes gradually turned vicious as she thought about how Andrew had beaten Franklin to within an inch of his life, leaving him completely ruined.

She had to get revenge, and Andrew had to die. Even if he really was connected to Reginald, she did not care anymore. She wanted her revenge, and in the end, it would be Maurice who killed Andrew, not her.

The man she loved was already on his last breath. Now, the only thing she cared about in her heart was her son, Joe.

“What are you thinking about?” Maurice suddenly asked, his eyes fixed on Mia.

Mia looked away. “I’m a bit tired. I’m going to rest.”

She dodged the question and turned to leave.

However, Maurice grabbed her arm and said coldly, “Mia, haven’t you noticed you’ve been acting very strange lately? None of us wanted to see what happened to Franklin, but your concern for him seems a bit excessive.”

Mia replied coldly, “Could you please let go of my hand? You’re hurting me!”

Maurice did not move, and the cold gleam in his eyes grew thicker. “Soon, it’ll be time for me to face Andrew head-on. Mia, I have a question I want to ask you.”

He paused, then uttered word by word, “I want to know if Joe is really my son.”

Mia’s heart raced, but her face showed pure anger. “Maurice, are you insane? If Joe isn’t your son, whose could he be? How can you ask such a question? Are you sick in the head?”

Violent rage flashed in Maurice’s eyes as he struck her across the face. “You bitch! Even now, you still want to lie to me? I’ll ask you one more time: did you and Franklin have an affair? You whore! I’ve treated you well all these years. Don’t you have any conscience?

“The Driscoll family gave you all their favor and power. If you dared to cheat on me and play with my feelings, I swear I’ll make your life a living hell. Do you hear me?”

Seeing Maurice’s suddenly roaring and twisted expression, Mia was terrified. She instinctively covered her slapped face, her lips trembling as she burst into tears.

“You hit me? Maurice, you actually hit me? I’m telling you I never betrayed you, not once. I gave you a perfect heir and continued the Driscoll family bloodline. The only reason I care about Franklin is that he was my senior.

“But I never expected you to think of me this way. Maurice, I hate you. If you have the guts, just kill me. I’d like to see how Joe will see you after he finds out!”

Chapter 2012