Chapter 313


    Sasha let out a derisive snort. This not-so-innocent woman was wasting her acting talents here by


    not being on stage. What a damn shame.


    She scoffed dismissively, “There’s plenty of booze, all lined up right here. Drink all you want.


    Nobody’s stopping you.”


    Heidi’s eyes shifted helplessly around the room, her voice pitiful, “If you all could just forgive me, I’d


    be willing to die for it.” She picked up her ss and knocked back another drink.


    Just as she was about to continue her charade, Grandpa Wilson suddenly barked, “Enough, Sasha.


    She has apologized. Just for my sake, drink up, and let’s put this to bed.”


    Sasha knew she’d look petty if she carried on. Without a second thought, she reached for her ss.


    But then, she caught a glint of calction in Heidi’s eyes.


    Sasha realized she was nearly duped by Heidi’s ploy. If she drank that ss, her secret pregnancy


    would be out in the open. Heidi must be using this ruse to test whether ra was pregnant or not.


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    Sasha put the ss back down and said nonchntly, “Sorry, Ms. Heidi, but I’m on my period, so I


    can''t really drink. I ept your apology, though.”


    Upon hearing this, Heidi feigned shock, “Ms. Sasha, aren’t you pregnant? How can you have


    periods?”


    Then she pped a hand over her mouth, feigning innocence. “Oh, I''m sorry, Ms. Sasha. I forgot


    you can’t drink because you''re with child. Let’s forget the drink. It’s not good for the baby.”


    Grandpa Wilson’s face darkened instantly. He looked sharply at Sasha, “What pregnancy? What are


    you talking about?”


    Sasha clenched her teeth in frustration. "Damn you, Heidi," she thought, "you tried to smear ra,


    and now you''re turning the tables on me."


    She shook her head quickly. “Grandpa, don’t listen to her nonsense. I don’t even have a boyfriend.


    How could I be pregnant? She’s just trying to get back at me.”


    Before she could say more, Heidi produced a pregnancy test report and handed it to Grandpa


    Wilson. With a smug look, Heidi said, “Ms. Sasha doesn’t have a boyfriend? That’s not what I saw. I


    saw you at the clinic today. You are six weeks pregnant. Whose child is it, or did you have a little


    ident? If that’s the case, my apologies for bringing trouble upon you.”


    Her apologetic words were tainted with smugness. She not only revealed Sasha’s unwed pregnancy


    to the four great families but also pped her with abel of impropriety.


    Sasha, livid, grabbed a ss of wine and flung it at Heidi. The cold liquid cascaded down Heidi’s


    face, ruining her couture gown in an instant.


    Heidi let out a shriek, tears welling up as she red at Sasha, “Ms. Sasha, I’m so sorry for exposing


    your scandal, but you can’t just throw wine at me. This dress was a gift from my uncle, worth


    hundreds of thousands.”


    Sasha, staring at Heidi’s smug face, gritted her teeth and retorted, “So what if I doused you with


    wine? I want to hit you, too!”


    No sooner had she spoken than she pped Heidi across the face. The sound echoed, and Heidi’s


    cheek red with pain, stars dancing before her eyes.


    Tears spilled out as she clutched her reddened cheek. “Why would you hit me? Being pregnant isn’t


    a crime. ra would kill to be in your shoes. If you don’t want the baby, you could always give it to


    her.”


    Fuming, Sasha raised her hand to strike again, but Grandpa Wilson grabbed her wrist firmly. His


    eyes bore into her. “Who is the father of the child?”