Chapter 295
Waylon wore a cheerless expression as he nced around nervously.
Closing her own fists into a steady grip, Beatrice did her best to keep her own emotions in check. Then,
she spoke as calmly as she could. “Don''t trouble yourself. I''ve already sent away all the helpers to
other parts of the house, so go ahead and speak your mind.”
Waylon kept his voice low. “The paternity report states that Ms. Bailey isn''t Mr. Jefferson''s daughter. W-
What''s going on here? I''ve been with the Jefferson family for over ten years. Back then, Mr. Jefferson''s
ex-wife had indeed conceived his child. How is it that the both of them turned out to be biologically
unrted?”
“Needless to say, Sophia must have cheated on rence with another man before she ran back to
him, iming that the child is his. I''m afraid your poor employer has spent thest few dozen years
raising someone else''s daughter,” uttered Beatrice scornfully with augh.
“T-Then, should we not inform Mr. Jefferson about this?”
“You''d think?” Beatrice red at him frostily as she bellowed. “Hasn''t it urred to you that the
realization that he had helped raise the b*stard conceived through his own wife''s infidelity might give
rence a heart attack? Keep this to yourself and do not tell anyone else about it, do you hear?”
You must be kidding me. Should rence learn that Bailey isn''t his biological offspring, wouldn''t he
have someone dig up everything that happened back in the day? If he were to find out that his real
daughter is with the Shurmer family, how am I to continue to coerce Zoey into doing my bidding?
Should this issue blow up and the Shurmer family finds out that Bailey is actually their kid, it will only
get harder for me to deal with that little b*tch going forward.
Waylon was somewhat hesitant. “Mr. Jefferson has been nothing but great to me, so I don''t feel
Beatrice got to her feet slowly. She then picked up a check off the table and approached him. “Here''s
one million. Would this be enough to ease your guilty conscience?”
That offer of all that money made Waylon''s eyes light up. After briefly feigning a troubled look on his
face, he purposefully gnashed his teeth. “I suppose it might be better if I withheld this from Mr.
Jefferson in consideration of his health.”
“That''s more like it.” Beatrice smiled elegantly while she slipped the check in her hand into his pocket.
“You''re a smart man, Dr. Zellman, so I trust that you''ll keep that promise. Carry on with your business,
and pretend that nothing has happened here.”
“Y-Yes. Of course.”
After Waylon exited, a vicious smile rippled across Beatrice''s face.
Zoey might be inclined to spare Bailey before, but after this, she will have no choice but to eliminate
Bailey or risk losing both her status and everything she owns. This show is only getting started. Apart
from my daughter, no one else deserves to marry into the Luther family. No one!
In the private room of a café by the corner of the street, Scarlett raged at the personal bodyguard who
was kneeling on one knee. “I''m the one who is paying you your sry, Joran, so why are you taking
orders from my brother? Did you forget who was the one who saved you and brought you here to the
Fletcher family?”
Joran''s head remained lowered. “It''s my fault. Please chastise me as you deem fit, Ms. Fletcher.”
That elicited a subdued sigh from Scarlett. “Oh, forget it. What''s the point of ming you? It''s not as
though you are in a position to defy my brother''s orders in the first ce. Go on and get yourself up
already.”
Joran hesitated before he slowly straightened himself upright. “What should we do next, Ms. Fletcher?
Now that I''m now being watched closely by Mr. Fletcher, I won''t be able to send my own men to silence
Veronique and her son anymore. He''ll be informed straight away and would surely seek to stop me
should I try anything.”
With her hands sped tightly around her coffee cup, Scarlett showed a chillingly nefarious look in her
eyes. “Since you can''t mobilize your own subordinates, we''ll just have to spend the money to enlist the
help of outsiders. Don''t the Saviors specialize in dealing with this sort of dirty business? For the right
price, they''d be able to hand the head of the person their client wants on a tter, so go to them and
reach out to the one in charge.”
Joran''s eyes lit up. “That reminds me. I have a friend who is with one of the Saviors'' branches. He told
me that they were now led by a man named Veikko. I''ll get in touch with that buddy of mine and have
him help facilitate this right away.”
“Excellent.” Scarlett lifted up the cup and took a sip of coffee from it before she continued impassively,
“Agree to whatever terms they demand, so long as they are able to rid us of Veronique and her son.”
“Understood.”
Meanwhile, Raiden was inside a five-star hotel, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window while he
fielded a call with Sloan.
“Is that how you want to handle this, Father? I''m concerned that Lettie would not agree to it.”
“Would not agree?” From the other end came the animated voice of a man that encapsted a tone of
severity. “If she won''t go along with this, then have her brought back to Jadeborough. She can just as
well forget about marrying into the Xuereb family.”
“But this arrangement for Justin to provide his sperm to Ms. Revelle is a little too outrageous. He
already has an illegitimate child. How would Scarlett be able to ept the humiliation of him conceiving
another one through in vitro fertilization?” Raiden replied with a hapless sigh.
“If she can''t ept that, then she shoulde back and stop clinging to Justin. There are plenty of
talented and good-looking young men in Jadeborough who would be happy to marry her, so why does
she need to be so infatuated with that punk?”
Raiden reached up and massaged his own forehead while he forced a crumpled smile. “Why can''t we
try to approach this in a more rational manner, Father? We are not going to get anywhere if you won''t
stop bringing your own emotions into this conversation.”
A cold snort came back from the other end, and following that, Sloan expressed his own stance
unequivocally. “For starters, let me rify that the mother and son pair are not to be harmed. No matter
how powerful our family is, we can''t be held responsible for the loss of two human lives. Secondly, you
are not to allow your sister to donate her marrow. She is far too weak, so I''m afraid she might not
survive the procedure. The only viable option left for us to pursue here is to have thess from the
Revelle family conceive another child to save her own son.”
Raiden did not know how to respond to that.
Ignoring his son, Sloan rambled on on his own, “Go and talk this over with her and arrange for her to
take her son out of the country. We will see to it that she will be taken care of so long as she assures
us that she won''t seek toe between Justin and Lettie.”
Raiden opened his mouth as though he had something to say but, in the end, gave up in exasperation.
“Very well. I''ll find the time to meet with Ms. Revelle and have a proper discussion with her.”
Inside the study at the medical base, Bailey was working away at herptop when a piece of
international news came up.
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It said: Artemis Luther, the head of Luther Group, has injected one billion worth of funds to cover all
future expenses that would be incurred toward the hosting of the Oscars over the next ten years. A
unanimous decision has been made by the Oscars'' board of governors to host this year''s event in
Hallsbay as a token of appreciation for Mr. Luther''s generous contribution.
Bailey''s lips twitched vigorously not once, but twice.
Mr. Luther is too f*cking generous, spending millions and billions on a whim the way he does. No. He
can''t possibly be throwing money at the Oscars ceremony for nothing. There must be a reason behind
it.
At that moment, the phone left on the table red. She shook off the random musings in her own head
and reached over for the phone.
Lowering her eyes, she saw that it was a call from Veikko. That made her heart skip a beat. Could it be
that Shannon''s whereabouts have been exposed?