The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 622

Lance kicked out, his foot connecting perfectly with the folding chair Harrell was sitting on, collapsing it instantly.

Harrell crashed to the floor, sprawling wildly as the fruit plate tipped over, showering his face with pieces of melon and berries.

Jasper, who had been happily munching away, toddled over, plucked a slice of mango right off Harrell's cheek, and popped it into his mouth.

"She is only having children with me," Lance said, his tone icy and resolute.

Harrell rubbed his bruised backside as he stood up. "You're impossible. You really need to stop ruining her life. Honestly, Catherine might be better off with Gavin. At least Gavin knows how romance works—hey!"

He barely dodged a pack of tissues Lance hurled at his head. Seeing the lethal glint in Lance's eyes, Harrell scooped up Jasper and bolted out the door.

The loud slam of the door startled Lanny awake. The baby wriggled in his stroller, letting out soft, fussy whimpers.

Lance immediately reined in his dark mood. He lifted Lanny gently, moving with practiced ease as he changed the diaper and prepared a bottle.

Out on the track, Catherine and Lorinda were leading their horses by the reins, neither of them riding.

"Lemuel and Sally were an arranged marriage, and Sally doesn't exactly come from a prominent background. Why do you think he married her? The mismatch in their social standing is practically a running joke,"

Lorinda said, catching Catherine up on all the latest drama surrounding the Lee family.

"Also, Sally's twin daughters were conceived through IVF with hormone treatments. People claim Lemuel has fertility issues, but I don't buy it. He probably orchestrated it on purpose just to pump out multiple heirs at once."

Catherine frowned. "The Lee family publicly claims they have three children. Have you ever seen the third one?"

Lorinda shook her head. "There is no third child. I'm actively looking for evidence to prove it, but I keep coming up empty."

"Harrell was the doctor who performed Sally's C-section," Catherine pointed out, glancing toward the lounge area just in time to see Harrell carrying Jasper outside.

"Are you serious?! He's Amanda and Geoffrey's son? Then we need to get Amanda to come forward!"

Catherine shook her head. "Amanda doesn't even know that Lemuel is her son. She believes Geoffrey is hiding her child away somewhere, which is why she's terrified to betray him."

Lorinda gritted her teeth. "I thought I was just living a normal, modern life—going to brunches and enjoying my peace. How did I end up in the middle of a cutthroat soap opera? Would I even survive past the third episode?"

"Don't say things like that," Catherine urged, motioning for her to stay calm. "The worst-case scenario is a ruined reputation, and that's just superficial. We are all going to be perfectly safe."

"Right. We'll be fine."

Lorinda tipped her chin toward the lounge. "With Lance protecting you, I feel a lot better. But something is seriously off with him. Why is he treating Lanny like his own flesh and blood?"

Both women turned their heads, watching as Lance meticulously changed Lanny's diaper.