"Are you sure? That's incredulous!" someone exclaimed.
"Really? Everyone says he's a big shot in the city. Who would dare blackmail him? Does that person have a death wish?" another person said, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Yes, I think so," someone echoed.
"Do you see the woman he carried? Look at her belly! She's obviously pregnant," the receptionist added, trying to prove her point.
Overhearing their whispering, Doris turned to them and said, "Yes, I am pregnant. Not that it's any of your concern." The receptionist jerked in surprise after hearing her address them, and then continued with her whispering as if not hearing her. Jay’s arms tightened, preventing her from moving towards them. Doris’ nostrils flared as she continued to watch them whispering. "I see, you want to have a baby with him too?" she challenged, raising her voice at the receptionist.
The crowd surrounding them snickered, intrigued to see how the situation would unfold.
The receptionist scoffed at her brusqueness, at a loss for words. "Excuse me? You… you’re pregnant with an illegitimate child of the Fang family. I don’t understand how you can be so arrogant. What a shameless woman! Who do you think you are?"
Nuzzling close to Jay, Doris batted her eye
o look for Laura but figured it would look suspicious since it was already so late. As an expecting mother, her job was to take care of her baby before anything else.
Feeling helpless, Doris tried to fall asleep.
After trying to fall asleep for a few minutes, she grew restless and turned on her phone. She saw that she had a missed call from Nancy. ‘Nancy is probably asleep by now,’ she thought, deciding to wait until morning before calling her back.
Lying on the bed, Doris couldn’t help but think of her own one million. It was the pocket money Jay had given her. She hadn’t spent a cent of it, but she gave it to Laura.
Her heart seemed to ache with her whole body as she thought about the money. Doris struggled to get a good night’s rest that night.
If Doris struggled to find sleep, the same couldn’t be said for Jay.
Instead of going home that night, Jay had asked the taxi driver to drive him to the group. He found a place to sleep in the lounge of the CEO’s office.
Jay was grateful for the drinks he had that night. Because he was drunk, he fell into a deep slumber the moment he lay down.
The morning after, Jay was woken up by the sun streaming through the curtains and to the sounds of the hurried footsteps of his employees.