Chapter 66


    Chapter 66 Who Is the Father of Moore’s Child?


    If a person like Noah was caught by the police, he would undoubtedly face the death penalty. His


    daring return indicated that there was something here worth risking everything for.


    Crash!


    A sound of ss shattering on the floor came from the next room.


    Sweety and I exchanged a nce and then pressed our ears against the wall, trying to hear what was


    happening in the next


    room.


    The noise was so loud. It seemed the two must have had a falling out


    “How dare you, Moore Scott!” A man’s furious voice came from next door, likely Noah’s. He seemed to


    be enraged by Moore, shouting, “If you dare harm my son in the slightest, you won’t live to see another


    day. I spared you because you carry my seed. Otherwise, do you think you’d still have a chance to


    return to the country?”


    As he spoke, Noah probably became physical Sweety and I distinctly heard a p, indicating Moore


    had been hit.


    “I understand. I’ll take good care of the child in my womb, I promise.” It was Moore’s voice. She


    seemed somewhat afraid of Noah as her voice trembled and was a bit hoarse. “But Madam Young said


    that once the child is born, she will arrange for a DNA test. I’m worried if she finds out the child isn’t


    Idris‘, she’ll kick me out of the Youngs‘ household, and our n will be ruined,”


    “Hmph!” Noah scoffed coldly. “If that Madam Young is an obstacle, can’t you find a way to send her to


    meet her maker? You’re already in the mansion, so there are plenty of opportunities. Moore, don’t tell


    me you’re scared?”


    “But…


    “No but’s!”


    “I understand.” This voice was M


    Moore’s.


    “Ladies, are you ready to order?” Our private room’s door suddenly opened, startling both Sweety and


    me. We quickly sat up straight and nodded to the waiter, hastily ordering without much thought


    The voices from next door ceased.


    Sweety ordered a few dishes in a daze. When she tried to listen again, the door of the next private


    room seemed to open, followed by the sound of footsteps in the hallway.


    “They left?” Sweety furrowed her brows, looking at me.


    I pursed my l*ps, not saying a word, but the answer was affirmative.


    As we listened to the footsteps fade away, Sweety and I finally exhaled. She looked at me and said


    after a moment, “Moore and Noah are definitely plotting something shady. You should quickly tell Idris


    to be cautious of Moore.”


    I pursed my l*ps and fell silent.


    Seeing me not speaking, Sweety became anxious. “You have to go tell him.”


    I sighed and somewhat helplessly told her, “Idris won’t believe me without evidence. Given how much


    Idris cared for Moore, even if I told him all this, he would only think I was making trouble for no reason.


    “Won’t believe you? Then what should we do?” Sweety was somewhat worried. “If Moore doesn’t do


    anything, it’s fine, but what if she truly harms Madam Young? You said before that Madam Young let


    her stay in the mansion. If Moore wants to harm her, it’ll be hard to guard against.”


    As she said this, she paused, then looked at me. “Just now, Noah told Moore to take good care of his


    son. So, the child in Moore’s womb is Noah’s?”


    I pursed my l*ps and thought carefully about the time frame of Moore’s pregnancy. If the child was


    Noah’s, did that mean Noah and Moore returned to the country together? Then what exactly was going


    on between Idris and Moore?


    Chapter 66 Who Is the Father of Moore’s Child?


    Did Moore deliberately make Idris believe the child was his?


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    Switching things around like this was something Moore had done often, but I had not expected her to


    target Idris.


    Seeing that I did not respond, Sweety began to specte herself. “Yvette, do you think there’s a


    possibility that after sleeping with Noah, Moore also slept with Idris? After finding out she was pregnant,


    she might not even know whose child it is, so she told both men that the child is theirs, making both


    men take responsibility?”


    I raised my hand and tapped her forehead, saying, “Do you think Noah’s a fool? Wouldn’t he know if


    the child was his or not?”


    Noah was cunning and ruthless. It was unlikely that Moore could deceive him.


    “Then why do both Idris and Noah think the child in Moore’s womb is theirs?” Sweety asked, holding


    her forehead and looking at me.