He's a dog! A crazy dog! Bailey reminded herself, speechless at his words.
She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.
“Mr. Luther, it's true that I sold myself off seven years ago for money. It's also true that I bore that dog a stillborn baby and was kicked out of the family by my father. I think it's better to distance yourself since I have many red flags. Getting close to me is just going to ruin your reputation.”
Artemis locked his gaze on her stone-cold face and saw her eyes turn red. His heart ached for her as he saw through her pretense of stubborn indifference.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and caress her delicate brow.
“Everyone is saying you sold yourself off to Mr. Larson, but I know he's not Zayron's father. So who is that man?”
Bailey sniffled as she became emotional. “Man? What man? It was a dog. A crazy dog,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Okay. Fine. Fine. A dog. Who is that dog?”
Bailey swatted his hand away. “I don't know. He's probably dead,” she said coldly.
Why else wasn't she able to find that man's blood in the blood bank?
She had gone through blood banks from inside and outside the country but had failed to find any that matched Zayron's DNA.
Artemis raised his brows. I'm glad he's dead. If not, then I would have beaten him to death.
He felt really pissed off at the man even though he didn't know why.
Bailey took a few steps back until she felt safe and returned to her usual cold demeanor. “Mr. Luther, we're not meant to be. Our identities and statuses are just too different. Let's just part ways and not make things difficult for each other.”
With that, she turned around and sprinted out of the room.
Artemis didn't stop her from leaving as he watched her retreating figure. He couldn't help but curl his lips as he recalled how she referred to that man as a crazy dog.
Crazy dog... Nice one!
He agreed with the notion that the man was crazy since he had let someone like her slip away from him.
Meanwhile, back at Shelbert Condominium, Maxton barged into the study with his phone in hand.
“Hey, Idiot. I just got word that Great-uncle Yoel contacted Justin. He's planning to do a paternity test between Daddy Eddy and you.”
Zayron paused and whipped his head up, revealing his frown. “Is this true?”
“Of course. Great-uncle Yoel even commanded Justin to come out with the results by tomorrow. You're probably not Daddy Eddy's son, right? If that truth comes to light, wouldn't this be a slap to Mommy's face?”
Zayron narrowed his eyes and fell silent for a moment. “I bet this is your mommy's doing again,” he said through clenched teeth.
Maxton nodded with a cold expression. “I think so too. Also, she's not my mom. Don't get it wrong.”
Zayron rubbed his chin thoughtfully as a smug smile formed on his lips.
“Trying to humiliate Mommy? Not in a million years.”
Maxton blinked as an equally wicked smile curved his lips. “Does this mean we're giving her a tight slap to the face?”
“The result will be out tomorrow?” Zayron queried without answering his question.
“Yes. Tomorrow. Twenty-four hours is all they need since Justin is doing the test personally.”
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