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Chapter 446 That Damned Old Man
Xavia’s body trembled, her lips quivering as she said, “If you’re already set on not believing me, no matter what I
say, it won’t change your mind. Even if the amniocentesis results say the baby is a Whitman, you might still argue
that the results are false, right?”
“If you don’t want others to know, don’t do it. If you have nothing to hide, why the fuss?” Harold shot back.
“Will you stop doubting me if I agree to do it?” Xavia pleaded, her voice filled with hope.
“That remains to be seen,” Harold retorted dismissively, stroking his beard. Even after the amniocentesis, he
wanted a paternity test after the baby was born. Who knows, Xavia might tamper with the results.
Octavia could not stand to watch any longer and interjected, “Dad, this is between Joe and his wife. Why are you
hassling her like this?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Stay out of it,” Harold snapped.
“I get that it’s not my business, but besides intimidating her, you can’t do the amniocentesis, “Octavia insisted, “If
you ask me, the fact she’s here means she has nothing to hide. Plus, haven’t you always wanted a great grandson?
Well, looks like your wish came true.”
A glimmer of relief flashed through Xavia’s eyes. ‘So this old thing is just intimidating me.”
Harold’s face flushed crimson, fuming with rage at his plan being thwarted. He roared, “Get out!”
Octavia trembled in fear, confused about why Harold was mad at her.
“Grandpa, please don’t yell at Mrs. Tavia. This is all on me.” Xavia rushed to Octavia’s defense. Octavia was the only
one on her side, and she needed her in her corner.
“Starting today, you’ll remain in this hospital until the amniocentesis is done. You’re not allowed to take a single step
outside,” Harold commanded, forcefully waving his hand.” Someone, take her phone and ID.”
Without delay, two bodyguards immediately seized Xavia’s bag. Harold grabbed her documents and phone, stuffed
them in a bag, and handed it to Patrick for safekeeping. He instructed the hospital director next to him, “Keep her in
your sight at all times.”
“Yes, Mr. Harold.”
Having completed these tasks, he left with Patrick.
It took Xavia a while before she came around to her senses. She turned to Octavia, seeking her help. “Mrs. Tavia,
please help me. I can’t stay here!”
“I’ll talk to Harold once he’s cooled off in a few days,” Octavia assured her.
“What? Then what am I supposed to do now?”
“Just stay here. Don’t worry, they won’t hurt you.”
Octavia did not dare to provoke Harold further. Besides, he was not that heartless.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmXavia realized she could not rely on Octavia and quickly changed her strategy. “Could I borrow your phone? I need
to call my manager. She’ll worry if she can’t get ahold of me.”
Octavia saw a younger version of herself in Xavia, having gone through her fair share of troubles and hardships to
marry into the Whitmans. Without hesitation, she gave Xavia her phone.
Xavia walked to a corner and called Vanya, her anxiety mounting with each passing moment. As she waited, a
string of curses formed in her mind.
“That damned old man! Why does he always make things difficult for me? Why can’t he just disappear?’
“Beep beep beep. Hello, the number you have dialed is not available…”
Xavia’s entire body went limp, but she refused to give up and dialed the number again. But after four or five
attempts, it was still the same response. Given the circumstances, Vanya was likely on a mission, so any more calls
would be pointless.
‘Oh no… I’m trapped…’
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