Chapter 460


    Owen was fuming when he received a call from Jay. Without a second thought, he bolted from the


    boardroom and rushed to find Cecilia to clear the air. On the other end, Cecilia stood dumbfounded


    for a moment before snapping back to reality. She nced at the pregnancy test in her hand and


    then at the user.


    "My man''s baby? Honey, do you even know who my man is?"


    "I was following you earlier. I saw you hop into his car. Before that, you bought him a sandwich and


    a coffee. He dropped you off. I saw everything. But I don''t know his name. It was a one-night stand,


    an ident, but this baby inside me is definitely his. I might not know his name, but I remember his


    face vividly."


    Cecilia was speechless.


    Owen was a social butterfly; it wasn''t entirely out of the question that he could have had a drunken


    fling.


    "You''re pregnant with Mr. Malicious''s baby? Then you should be looking for him, sweetheart. What


    do you want with me?"


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    Cecilia''s tone was sharp.


    She knew Owen wasmitted when it came to rtionships, but with all his mingling, who could


    guarantee he wouldn''t slip up after a few too many drinks?


    "Madam."


    Jay hurried over to defend his boss. "Madam, don''t listen to her nonsense. My boss has always


    been a gentleman. Even when he''s drunk, we make sure he gets home safe. He''s never been alone


    with a woman after a night out."


    "Who put you up to this?"


    Jay grabbed the woman, attempting to roughhouse her out the door.


    The barista chimed in, addressing Cecilia. "Cecilia, you can''t take her word for it. She doesn''t even


    know Mr. Martinez''s name. Mr. Martinez is a man of stature, frequents upscale ces. If she really


    had a fling with Mr. Martinez, she''d know exactly who he is."


    "It could very well be a setup, a deliberate y to drive a wedge between you and Owen. Wouldn''t


    be surprised if Megan''s behind this."


    Ruby was out of the picture, and Megan didn''t want Cecilia cozying up to Owen. Creating


    misunderstandings was right up her alley.


    "Don''t push me, Cecilia, the child inside me really is your man''s."


    The woman broke free from Jay and stepped closer to Cecilia, pleading, "If you don''t believe me,


    wait until your man gets here. I''ll confront him face to face."


    Initially, Cecilia''s heart was in turmoil, almost swayed by the woman''s im.


    But after considering Jay''s words, she regained herposure.


    From what she knew of Owen, he wasn''t the type to do such a thing.


    She had once drunkenly flirted with him, and he had the self-control not to touch her.


    A man with such restraint, constantly apanied by bodyguards, as Jay said, wouldn''t end up in


    such a predicament. The thought of some random woman taking advantage of him and getting


    pregnant was absurd.


    Once she had calmed down, Cecilia was ready to call the woman''s bluff. "Jay, let her speak. Go on,


    what''s your n?"


    The woman nced at Jay and Rex, then at the barista, and said to Cecilia, "We can''t talk here.


    Let''s go somewhere quiet, sit down, and talk this through."


    With that, she retrieved the test and headed for the door.


    After a moment of silence, Cecilia followed her out from behind the counter.


    "Madam."


    Jay and Rex quickly followed suit.


    Suddenly, the woman stopped and turned to Cecilia. "Cecilia, this is a negotiation between us. Don''t


    let them tag along."


    Cecilia nced at the two bodyguards and replied, "They''re not my men. I can''t tell them what to


    do. Their boss has them keep tabs on me, and there''s nothing I can do about that."


    "Fine. My car''s just parked on the curb. Come with me, and we''ll talk in the car. Let them wait


    outside."


    The woman pointed to a sedan parked nearby.


    Cecilia considered it briefly, with no objections. However, as she followed the woman, she suddenly


    remembered Lucinda''s abduction after being lured into a car.


    Owen had arranged personal protection for her safety.


    It would be difficult for the bad guys to take a shot at her unless they lured her away and shook off


    her two bodyguards.


    With her guard up, Cecilia stopped short of the sedan.


    "What''s the holdup?"


    The woman also stopped and turned to Cecilia, puzzled.


    Cecilia noticed the woman''s tight grip on her purse, a sign of nervousness, perhaps even guilt.


    There must be someone else in that car. If Cecilia got in, she might end up like Lucy, kidnapped.


    "My café''s pretty empty right now. I''ve sent the staff across the street to do some shopping, and


    those two guys are keeping watch at the door. It''s just you and me in the shop. We can negotiate


    however you please."


    With a forced smile, Cecilia took the woman by the arm. "Let''s go back to my café and have a


    proper chat. Tell me everything about how you bedded my man. Without the juicy details, I''m not


    buying that the baby is his."


    As she spoke, she pulled the woman back toward the café.


    Cecilia wouldn''t let anyone y her for a fool. If someone dared to con her, she''d expose them, no


    question about it.


    "Let''s call my man now, have hime over, and you two can sort it out face to face."


    The woman was clearly panicking.


    She struggled to break free from Cecilia''s grip.


    But Cecilia was strong, her grip unyielding, and she dragged the woman back into the coffee shop.


    "Take a seat, dear."


    Cecilia pushed the woman into a chair and instructed the barista. "Sweetie, bring thisdy a ss of


    warm water. She''ll need to wet her whistle if she''s going to spin us a yarn."


    The woman''s face turned beet red, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.


    She protested, "Cecilia, I''m not lying. Everything I said is true. The child inside me is indeed your


    man''s. I''m not afraid of a confrontation."


    "Come on, I never said you were scared. Take a sip of water and spill the beans about my man. If


    you expect to hold him ountable, you''ve gotta convince me that your story checks out."


    "Let''s step outside and find somewhere quiet to talk."


    "I''d say my cafe is quiet enough. No need to switch venues."


    "But."


    Cecilia gave a sly smile. "If you''re going to cause a scene, even the quietest corner can turn into a


    stage for gossip."


    The women was at a loss for words.


    She thought, "What to do now? This Cecilia was a tough cookie."


    Any normal woman, upon hearing their husband had been out sowing wild oats and got someone


    else pregnant, would be livid, out of their mind with rage. A few more taunts, and Cecilia would


    surely take the bait and follow her, mission aplished.


    But Cecilia wasn''t reacting like that at all.


    Could it be that Cecilia''s husband was impotent or sterile?


    Was that why Cecilia was so chill?