NovelEnglishIn the hotel, Tanya sat leisurely by the window, sipping her coffee and gazing out at the bustling cityscape.
Her assistant, Tina, approached with a concerned look, "Madam, the child transfer went through without a hitch, but Faye and the baby are nowhere to be found." Faye was the old woman who took Megan's baby away.
A shiver of cold fury flashed in Tanya's eyes, "How could they just disappear?" "I'm not sure. She didn't show up at the rendezvous point. I've got people on it, but so far, there's no sign of her," Tina replied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTanya's lips quivered slightly, her resolve hardening, "We have to find her. There can't be any slip-ups in this operation." "OK." Megan returned to the Alcott estate with the child, reassured by the presence of her parents. The Stirling family wouldn't dare make a move on the estate to snatch the child.
Holding her son, hope swelled within her again. If Aurelia's bastard Kane died, her son would be Leopold's only legitimate heir.
The Alcotts, of course, were keen on the boy becoming the Stirling heir. With Leopold's fate uncertain, they needed Megan to solidify her status and ascend to a position of power, thus legitimizing her child's claim.
On the day of Nova's christening, Callie took her daughter Megan, who had not yet recovered from childbirth, and her grandson to Magnolia Heights.
Callie believed that in the presence of so many friends and family, Jessica would not have the heart to turn them away.
Magnolia Heights was where the Stirling family was hosting the celebration.
At the entrance of the grand estate, there was a reception room for guests to wait and undergo a security check.
Once their identities were confirmed, they could proceed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSecurity ushered them into the reception room.
Callie requested the air conditioning be turned off, as Megan, still confined for her recovery, couldn't risk catching a cold.
Soon after, a figure arrived, but it wasn't the matriarch—it was a bodyguard, or rather, Leopold in a convincing mask.
"I'm sorry, but your names aren't on the guest list. You can't enter the estate," Leopold who was a bodyguard said.
Callie protested, "We're not here for the feast. We've cto see Jessica. This is your family's young madam Megan and the young master. We hope she will cto meet her own grandson." Leopold glanced at Megan and retorted, "Seems you've forgotten the clear terms laid out by Jessica. If you didn't give birth in the Stirling-approved hospital, the child would have no ties to the Stirling family." Megan turned pale, "If | had my child in her chosen hospital, she would have taken him away, sent him abroad. | bore my child in pain and love, and | can't be apart from him for a minute." Leopold scoffed, "You'd trust a criminal organization over the Stirling family, and still, you expect to walk through the Stirling doors?" Callie, confused and dazed, looked at her daughter Megan, "Megan, what's going on?" Unable to explain, Megan roared, "No matter where this child was born, he is Leopold's rightful heir, and he is a Stirling." Leopold reached out, touching the child's head, "He doesn't even look like Mr. Leopold. Are you sure he's the one you birthed?" A spasm of rage shot through Megan, "What do you mean?" Leopold's cold laughter echoed, "All those schemes, just to seat you as the Stirling matriarch and your son as the heir? Are they doing charity work?" Each word struck Megan like a thunderbolt, leaving her head spinning and her heart trembling.
"You have no right to question my child. | have nothing to do with them, no, | never did. It's all slander. That day, | was kidnapped by masked men seeking ransom. | managed to escape with my child while they slept."
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