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"I swear!"
She held up three fingers, her expression so sincere it was as if she were ready to die to prove her innocence.
Grant fell silent, looking at Lyla with conflicted eyes.
He knew Lyla was up to no good, but he found her logic irrefutable.
He couldn't let his own child become a bastard.
After all, his child with Sienna was already gone; he couldn't fail another innocent life.
Lyla stepped closer, gently tugging at his sleeve, and whispered in his ear with an almost bewitching tone.
"Grant, actually... you could use this method to test Sienna, too."
"Think about it. If she really still loves you and has you in her heart, she surely couldn't bear to see your own flesh and blood mocked behind their back and called a bastard, right?"
"If she truly loves you, she will definitely agree to a temporary divorce for the sake of our child."
"But if... if she won't even agree to this, then it only proves that she has zero feelings for you left. All she covets is the wealth and luxury that comes with being Mrs. Gauthier."
"When that happens, you'll finally be able to see her true colors, won't you?"
Those words played perfectly into Grant's hands, stroking the deep-seated arrogance and need for control buried in his core.
She was right.
He needed proof.
Proof that Sienna still held him in her heart.
He couldn't accept that the woman whose entire world once revolved around him could truly harbor no feelings for him at all.
If she agreed, it would prove she still loved him. He could grudgingly save the Mrs. Gauthier title for her.
If she refused... then she was just a vain gold digger, and he wouldn't need to harbor any guilt toward her whatsoever.
Besides, Sienna's relationship with Lucas was highly suspicious. Even though the baby she carried had been his, it didn't prove she was completely innocent.
She had stayed with Lucas for so long, and Grant refused to believe that Lucas, as a man, hadn't touched her at all.
Perhaps that was another reason she had miscarried. Otherwise, he had only made her stand outside for a little while; how could the baby have been lost so easily?
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