Chapter 567


    “Alright, just put the soup down and go back to the hospital to be with the kid Balfour cut her off, picking


    up the documents on the table to read, his cold demeanor clearly indicating he didn’t want to talk


    further.


    The documents he held were a sales n submitted by Ellinor. As Balfour read the clear text and data,


    he couldn’t help but recall Ellinor’s words about expanding production and sales in the food industry.


    He wondered if his own little sister Pearl were still alive, would she have missed out on these foods due


    to insufficient promotion? If she had gotten to eat her favorite snack from childhood, would it stir up old


    memories and maybe make her want toe home to see him?


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    Possibly, this sales n Ellinor put together could work.


    Seeing that Balfour was not interested in her words and wouldn’t even look at her, Patricia felt awkward


    standing in the office, not knowing what to do.


    Byran, who was doing his homework nearby, also felt the strange tension. He looked up at Patricia,


    then at the aloof Balfour, feeling ufortable.


    It was weird. Balfour had always doted on Patricia and practically did whatever she said.


    But for some reason, he had been ignoring her since yesterday, and his attitude today was just as


    cold…


    This had never happened before. What on earth was going on?


    Patricia thought for a moment, walked over, and ced her thermos on Balfour’s desk. Then she softly


    said to Byran, who was still doing his homework.


    “Byran, stop writing for now. Go take a break. I have some things to discuss with Balfour. You can


    come back in a bit and have some soup with him.”


    “Sure thing!”


    Byran jumped at the opportunity. He didn’t know how to solve any of these problems and staying here


    would just get him scolded by Balfour.


    Given the chance to escape by Patricia, he didn’t hesitate to put down his pen and hurry out.


    Watching Byran leave, Patricia turned back to Balfour, who was engrossed in reviewing the documents.


    She hesitated, then asked in a teary voice, “Do you really hate me now?”


    Hearing his sister’s sobbing voice, Balfour looked up at her withplex and tired eyes. “Enough,


    don’t start crying at the drop of a hat. You’re in your twenties now; you’re not a kid. You have to


    understand that crying won’t solve anything.”


    Patricia felt a real crisis. He used tofort her immediately when she cried, but not today. Instead, he


    seemed annoyed by her crying.


    “…I admit…I messed up yesterday. I went in the wrong direction. But you didn’t give me a chance to


    exin! I felt trapped; I really couldn’t think of any other way.”


    There was something off in her words and Balfour frowned, “Trapped? Who cornered you?”


    With a wronged look, Patricia wiped her tears and gave her prepared exnation, “I really didn’t want


    to drive Ellinor away… But she unted her pregnancy to me in the bathroom, and said it was Theo’s! I


    panicked… How could I everpete with her?


    How can my infertile bodypare to Ellinor’s healthy and easily pregnant one?


    If Theo knew she was pregnant, he’d surely neglect me and Baber.


    So I was really scared. I was scared that Ellinor would use her pregnancy to steal Theo away again, so


    I went to extremes in a moment of panic.


    I’m sorry! I know I was wrong and I really know I messed up.”


    Balfour’s expression froze.


    Ellinor was pregnant?