"Aaah!"Cedric only tried to pull her away, but Vivienne seemed to have lost her balance. Her body tilted, and she rolled down the steps.Although the steps at the hospital entrance were not as high as those before courthouses and hotels, they were still designed to look elegant. Rolling down more than a dozen steps could land an ordinary person in the hospital for some time, let alone a pregnant woman recently injured and not fully recovered.The journalists surrounding them instinctively stepped back, none daring to move forward to help. They feared Cedric's potential blame if something happened to the child in Vivienne's womb.They knew Cedric's wrath would be unstoppable if they were held responsible. However, if Vivienne got hurt on her own, Cedric couldn't fault them.As Vivienne tumbled down the steps, her careful movements spared her still-recovering leg, transferring the impact to her abdomen.When her body finally stopped, the pain in her abdomen became unbearable. Her

Vivienne's expression changed, and her already pale face took on a more alarming hue, reflecting her inner turmoil. How could Cedric know?'Before I returned to Carlosia, I took steps to erase all traces of my marriage to William, just to make Cedric believe that Tristan is his child. How could he still uncover the truth?'Pushing aside the fear gnawing at her, she struggled to regain composure. "Cedric, what are you suggesting? I don't have an ex-husband. The baby we lost is truly ours."Seeing her attempts at defense, Cedric responded with a cold smirk, his gaze tinged with mockery. "We'll soon find out whether the child is ours.""W-What do you mean?" Vivienne's panic was palpable.'What answer could there be when the baby is already lost?' She instinctively covered her aching abdomen. 'Could it be...'The journalists exchanged bewildered glances, their minds reeling from the sudden stream of conflicting information.Vivienne was meant to leave the hospital today but ended up

Once inside the elevator, Cedric frowned.Evander could tell what Cedric was thinking and comforted softly, "Mr. Carlson, you've been quite merciful to Vivienne."'While rendering her unable to conceive again sounds cruel, it prevents innocent children from becoming her bargaining chips. And as for Tristan... Despite being deceived for over five years, Mr. Carlson didn't announce his true identity, shielding him from criticism and harm.'Just on these two points, Evander believed Cedric had shown remarkable kindness and mercy.After listening to this, Cedric's frown did not relax but further tightened. Even his gaze reflected a silence heavy with suppression.If possible, he would rather spare Vivienne and turn back time to the moment five years ago.-News about Vivienne had never stopped, but this time, the scandal was far more damaging than the previous ones.Even the Luxford employees could not help but openly discuss it during work hours."I heard Vivienne's going into po

Vivienne was stunned by Tristan's question, unable to hide the shock on her face. She lowered her voice and said reproachfully, "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, he's your father. Everyone knows you as Tristan Carlson.""No, I'm not Tristan! I'm Ricky!" Tristan suddenly roared, his white teeth biting down on his lower lip. He tried to contain the emotions building up inside him for too long with every fiber of his being.The name "Tristan Carlson" had always felt like a shackle, binding him from a very young age. He had assumed becoming Tristan would mean having a father but realized he was still fatherless, even without a mother now."No, you're Tristan Carlson! You are!" Vivienne shook her head desperately, almost as if she was trying to hypnotize herself.The frantic behavior caused Tristan to release his lip, which had turned purple from the bite.Unexpectedly, he chuckled. "None of you have ever asked me whether I prefer being Tristan or Ricky. Mom, I hate you!

Realizing he had driven someone who did not plan to pay, the driver cursed loudly through the open window, "What the fuck?! Don't fucking take a taxi if you're fucking broke!"Eventually, he could only accept his luck and drive away.Mrs. Carrie stood at the school gate, holding a large bag and constantly checking the electronic clock in the security room nearby. 'Ms. Cherry's about to finish school.'As the school bell rang, Cherry came out bouncing soon after, her face beaming with sweetness. "Mrs. Carrie, make something delicious for dinner tonight. It's a day worth celebrating."'The bad woman is going to prison today, and Mommy won't have to be unhappy because of her anymore.'"Sure thing," Mrs. Carrie indulgently replied, held her hand lovingly, and got into the car parked nearby.The car started, but suddenly, someone yanked open the door.Before Mrs. Carrie could react, she was struck hard on the back of her head with a solid object, causing her to lose consciousness ins