Anthony's expression was one of utter anger. "Who did this to you? I'll kill him!"Diana remained unflappable. "Who else but John? The child is his."“It's John Matthews?!”“Yes, do you want to go after him? But he's not in Cloud City right now.”Anthony's face fell, a look of pure dread crossing it. Go after John? He didn’t have the guts for that.He was devastated. Nothing could be done now; it was so frustrating!Tears welled up in Anthony's eyes, and then, with a loud sob, he turned and ran away, wiping his eyes.Diana watched him go, frowning slightly. "What's with him? Is he acting?"Leo glanced at Diana's growing belly, his expression turning serious. "He's probably having a hard time processing it," he said, a note of sadness in his voice.Leo himself was struggling to accept it, but Diana was never his to begin with. Pushing aside his bitterness, he found a small measure of peace. If he had to lose her, at least

"That was just acting!" Wesley snapped, brushing himself off, his cheeks still burning.Anthony, watching their exchange, raised an eyebrow. "Are you two… falling for each other because of the show?"Wesley glared at him. "Like hell we are!"He took a moment to regain his composure and turned to Diana, holding out his phone with a hopeful expression. "Z-God, could I have your contact information?""Hold on," Ben stepped in front of Diana, his expression protective. "Just because you’re my future brother-in-law doesn’t mean you can make moves on my sister. And besides, Diana is already pregnant. You don’t stand a chance!"Wesley's eyes widened in shock. "Pregnant? Well… congratulations, Z-God."He fidgeted, clearly flustered. "I’m sorry, I didn’t bring any gifts today…"Diana smiled warmly. "No need for gifts. If you really admire me that much, how about giving me some respect and calling Ben your brother-in-law?"Wesley was stu

Mitbahl hesitated for a while, then picked a slightly larger corpse, and carried it out excitedly.As soon as they stepped out of the cave, John stood to the side, his handsome face cold and indifferent.“Put it down.”“Huh?” Mitbahl was puzzled but obediently laid the corpse on the ground.Dr. Freud immediately stepped forward and examined the body carefully.Then he looked up. “Boss, this person’s fatal wound is a gunshot to the chest, but it looks like something drained their blood afterward, which is why they ended up like this.”As he spoke, Dr. Freud bent down and sniffed the body.“Also, the body was soaked in a special herb, preventing it from decomposing.”Jackson frowned. “Drained? That sounds creepy. Is this Hag a person or a ghost?”Xavier scoffed, “Boring.”Jackson looked confused. “What?”Mitbahl translated, “What my honey means is that this Hag is really boring for doing something so inexplic