68 Private Detective

Things were getting worse in the hospital at this moment.

Nathan was surrounded by a group of people, and it was thanks to the security guards that Nathan was rescued.

Full of anger, Nathan lit a cigarette, furrowing his brow as he took a drag and exhaled white smoke.

Carol had been looking for him for a while and finally found Nathan in the smoking room. She was frantic, and finding Nathan felt like finding a savior. "Nathan, what should we do? The doctor said Sophia might not be able to keep the baby..."

Impatiently, Nathan furrowed his brow. "If she can't keep it, then so be it. It's even better if there's no baby. Give her some money and let her leave."

Carol sat down next to him, grumbling irritably, "I used to think Sophia was a cultured and refined woman, so I accepted her. I hoped she would give birth to an heir, but I didn't expect her to be so useless, sigh..."

Nathan was still angry. How dare Emily's lover flaunt his presence in front of him? What infuriated him the most wa