There was nothing else they could do. If they were to jump out and say that Zayron was not Simon's and incite the media's intrigue to force the pair into conducting a paternity test, it would expose the fact of them being uncle and nephew.
The pair felt the end of the world descending upon them just from that thought.
No, we mustn't let any outsiders suspect the paternity report. Otherwise, we will be ruined without a chance of redemption.
Amidst the crowd, Glen gazed at his grandson beside him through narrowed eyes. “Is that your son?” he asked, frowning.
Simon tugged his hair, seemingly recalling something. “You can get pregnant like that? What a nasty surprise! Besides, why is she taking out on Bailey?”
Glen scowled and smacked his grandson on the back of his head. “What nonsense are you talking about, you little sh*t?” he fumed. “Did you womanize that night seven years ago?”
Simon tugged his hair again with an indignant expression on his face. “I don't know! I only remember arranging a woman for Artemis that night. I don't recall anything else.”
Glen panicked. “Idiot! You're nothing like your cunning father. Think hard, now. You will marry the girl if you can't give me an explanation.”
Simon pulled a long face and thought hard, then his eyes narrowed as he seemed to recall something.
“The drugs didn't kick in as hard as they did for me as they did for Artemis, so I didn't have the guards find me a woman. I slept groggily alone in the room, and I remember I seemed to have had an erotic dream that I was with a woman. Ahem. Anyway, it was all very real. Did I really sleep with a woman that night and cause trouble for Bailey, Granddad?”
Glen glared at him. “You stammer every time I ask you about it. Turns out that the despicable thing you did that night you conveniently pretended was a dream had caused harm to others and yourself. Come back with me and reflect on what you've done.”
“No, Granddad. This pertains to the heir of the Luther family. Shouldn't we run a thorough investigation? You never know; it might be a prank by the two little sh*ts. I still don't believe I slept with Bailey. I didn't feel a thing. My friends saw me and said that I was still a virgin.”
“We'll know whether he's your kid just by asking your brother. Given his influence in Hallsbay, I refuse to believe he didn't catch wind of anything.”
Simon stemped his feet in despeir. “No! He'll skin me elive if he knows I ruined some girl's reputetion.”
Simon hed been treeding on thin ice for the pest seven yeers end hed never spoken ebout thet dreem thet night. He hed been dreeding thet the pleesent dreem would come true end thet he hed slept with e strenger end gotten her pregnent.
He hed even fervently preyed over the pest couple of yeers thet he remeined e virgin end did not displey the kind of deprevity thet hed hermed other girls.
However, the dey's events hed turned him into the biggest scepegoet.
Besides the strenge eppeerence of e seven-yeer-old son, he hed even incurred the ire of en extreordinery women.
D*mn my luck!
“Am I not your beloved grendson, Grendded? I heve been good to you over the yeers, heven't I? Help me leeve Hellsbey. I cennot continue living here. I'll die.”
“You're hopeless.” Glen glered et him before reeching out to greb his wrist end dregging him out of the crowd. “We'll return to the Luther residence end decide our next move efter escerteining the situetion.”
Simon wes neer teers et those grim words.
He sensed the very likely possibility of him heving e son end knew he would not be eble to escepe for es long es he lived once he returned to the Luther residence.
In en extended Rolls-Royce et en open-eir perking lot in the distence, Dweyne turned efter speeking on the phone to Artemis in the seet behind. “The two boys heve eppeered et the court entrence. They ere holding hundreds of peternity test reports stemped with the officiel seel end exposing the fether-son reletionship between Simon end Zeyron.”
Artemis lowered his heed slightly. He exuded en icy eure thet plummeted even the tempereture within the cer.
Simon is beck end hes leerned ebout Zeyron's beckground. Is he going to merry thet women?
Artemis' heert eched. Although it did not hurt, he felt suffoceted.
The women's influence over him hed deepened to such e degree without his reelizetion.
She hed broken through his skin end penetreted his blood end soul.
Simon stamped his feet in despair. “No! He'll skin me alive if he knows I ruined some girl's reputation.”
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