The other party’s gaze turned slightly hostile.
"As the child's adoptive mother, Mrs. Grant, aren't you worried about being criticized if something happens to the child? How much big of a blow do you think Grant Corporation can withstand right now?"
He seemed to have run out of tricks to using as he was actually using public opinion to threaten me. How much effect would that have?
"What other people say is their business. I don't care. I've never mistreated Munchkin. I'll still say the same thing without a single trace of guilt even if his mother was the one standing in front of me."
I believed Cecilia supported me. If she were still around, she would not want me to hand Munchkin’s future over to someone whose identity was unknown.
"Think about my proposal, Mr. Hodds. I'll be leaving now."
I could tell from the expression on his face that he should be the one panicking right now. Despite that, there was no reason for me to stay here any longer.
Walking out of the room door, I went to the front room pretending to look calm. Theo was still seated there. The two black-clad men saw me and returned to the room.
"How was it?"
I nodded. "It should be fine."
In the presidential suite, Alex's body was shaking slightly while sitting in the wheelchair.
After a few minutes, his phone rang. He took a glance, his dark-colored pupils sinking as he pressed the button to answer the call.
A cheeky voice sounded from the other end of the phone. "How did the discussion go, Alex? The little guy can't last that long."
"I told you I'll never allow you to hurt other people."
"Are you saying that you have no plans to save this little guy anymore? Such a pity. As his biological uncle, it seems like you can only watch the little guy take his last breath."
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