Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 295

Instead, he just held her and talked to her.

In the past, she could only look up at Quentin, but now he not only lowered his head but also revealed a side of himself entirely different from the one he showed the world.

It was a side meant only for her.

A stark contrast to his usual icy aloofness.

Madeline thought for a moment and said, "Double? You really are... a ruthless businessman. You know exactly how to exploit someone."

Money had double returns, but this kind of thing had double returns too?

Quentin chuckled. "Isn't that normal? I didn't ask for a ten-thousand-fold return—no, ten thousand times. After all, doing business is about maximizing profit. Which of the major listed groups we operate didn't multiply their initial capital by tens of thousands of times?"

"However..." he suddenly pivoted, "you can also choose another way to repay me. For example, giving me a few more babies."

His tone was slightly husky.

Madeline blushed, instinctively shrinking back. She hadn't planned on getting pregnant, but then she realized Quentin probably had a duty to produce heirs, and a heavy one at that.

What should she do?

Seeing her reaction, Quentin lifted his fingers from her tightly gripped waist, lightly brushing against Madeline's soft lips as he asked, "What? You don't want to?"

Madeline gave him a playful glare. "Do you think I'm a baby-making machine?"

Quentin immediately explained, "Of course not. There's no machine as beautiful as you in the world. Plus, your IQ is incredibly high, making you perfect to be the mother of my children. I don't like a quiet house, so I didn't mean having multiple kids at once—I meant having kids multiple times!"

Madeline remained silent. She had only met him three or four times, and they hadn't spent much time together on any of those occasions. He also didn't seem like someone who liked to reveal himself. Both his personality and his temperament left Madeline feeling like he was unpredictable and hard to grasp.

"Am I really that wonderful?" Madeline herself doubted it.

His large hand scooped her right back up.

Because Quentin was lying down.

Madeline ended up right on top of him.

She had never been in a position like this before.

Although she and Lucius had shared intimate contact, it was always just to fulfill a duty.

To lie so comfortably in a warm embrace, without an ulterior motive... this was a first for Madeline.

Madeline was worried that pressing down on him for too long would make him uncomfortable.

She tried to get up from Quentin, but in her haste, she accidentally stepped on his pajamas and slipped, landing squarely back on his lap.