Chapter 62

"You'd be foolishly naive then. You're my enemy. How could I not hold something against you?" "Esther, you might assume I wouldn't treat Pixie harshly now that I know she's my daughter. "No, I'm clarifying it now, I won't!" Bradley's eyes darkened, his expression turning icy. "Even you, her biological mother, abandoned her. So, why would you expect me to be kind to the child of my enemy?" Being a man, Bradley had never experienced the journey of carrying a child to term. As a result, he didn't possess much fatherly affection for Pixie, whom he hadn't met. To him, the girl was merely a tool. Certainly, he could employ the threat of Pixie's life and death to manipulate Esther, yet he simultaneously prevented others from adopting her. "Dead or alive? You choose!" Bradley said and aloofly let go of Esther's hand to leave the ICU ward. As he turned, Esther's finger, which he held, twitched slightly. Bradley glanced at the doctor on duty sitting on a nearby bench and spoke coldly. "Yo