Chapter 104 If She Wants to Die, I'll Make It Happen!
I stared at Moore, feeling completely numb, and with a rough tug, I pulled her hands off me and stepped back. The explanation I wanted to give was choked back.
"A baby? Is Miss Scott expecting?"
Whispers began to spread as someone finally noticed the slight bulge beneath Moore's damp clothes.
"Yeah, look at her belly. She must be at least three or four months along, right?"
"Whose baby is it, though? This is..."
"Who else’s could it be? The sisters are in a love triangle with the same man. This is..."
Gossip swirled around us, and through her tears, Moore's eyes gleamed with a hint of victory.
Wow. When she said I would lose everything before she fell into the water, this was what she meant.
I had totally underestimated her.
"Charles, please escort Ms. Scott to the greenhouse to get changed!" Madam Young commanded, her voice booming with a barely contained fury.
"Right away!" Charles bobbed his head eagerly, scooping Moore from Idris's embrace and whisking her off.
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