NovelStartChapter 1040 Trading With the Crystal 'Who was that man? What did he want? A paternity test? Was he sent by Dad?’ Georgia wondered if Zack suspected Eason wasn't his son.
However, she denied her guess the next second.
If Zack had wanted to collect the sample, he wouldn't have done it that way. He could secretly fetch Eason's piece at home.
Georgia realized the man was sent by Ivan.
She paled in fear, planting her hands on the sink to prevent herself from collapsing.
Gazing at her pale face in the mirror, she almost stopped breathing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe next second, she pulled out her phone and called Joan.
After listening to the beeps for a long time, Georgia thought Joan would refuse to answer. Suddenly, she heard Joan's voice. "Didn't | tell you not to put your nose into my business? Don't ask." "Mom, is Dad really Eason's birth father?" Georgia asked bluntly, wishing to know the answer eagerly.
Joan was baffled. Raising her voice, she snapped angrily, "What do you mean, Georgia Clarke? Do you know what you are talking about?" "Mom!" Georgia also raised her tone. "A stranger cinto our house and stole Eason's toothbrush just now. | guess Ivan Marsh will take it for a paternity test." "So what?" Joan didn't fear at all. "Eason is Zack's biological son. It's a fact. Even God cannot change it." "Mom..." "Enough. I'm almost there. Don't callagain. Wait for my good news." With those words, Joan immediately hung up.
Georgia narrowed her gaze slightly. Joan confirmed the answer determinedly. Seemingly Zack was really Eason's birth father.
On the other side, Joan's taxi was parked next to an area of reed marshes in the suburbia.
She paid the fare and got off, watching the taxi leave.
Soon, a black SUV was driving towards her, and it was pulled over.
"Get in, Joan." A man poked his head out of the window on the driver's side.
Joan sat in. The SUV moved forward. Her heart was heavy, and she decided to take one step at a time.
Shortly after, the SUV stopped in front of an abandoned factory.
Joan got down, walking into the factory with the driver.
She seemed familiar with this place as she had been there more than once.
She went to the second floor, where the room was decorated roughly with considerable space. It was clean and tidy. Someone was staying there.
With a single glimpse, Joan saw the man sitting on the balcony with his legs crossed. She could only see his back. Two bodyguards stood behind him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe driver walked forward with Joan.
"Boss, Joan is here." The man flicked his hand simply. His bodyguards and the driver bowed at him respectfully before leaving the room.
Only Joan and the man were left.
Joan walked forward and sat in a chair next to him.
Hugh Johnson looked at her coldly. "Did you cover with the air?" "I need your help. Please help your daughter." Joan looked into his eyes, sorrow and helplessness all over her face.
"Humph!" Much to her surprise, Hugh only lit a cigarette and replied nonchalantly, "I have plenty of daughters. I don't think | can help them all." He was a scumbag who always did evil deeds and slept with different women to make them pregnant.
Joan gazed at him without blinking.
"Joan Houghton, | asked you to do things for me, but you never succeeded even in a single matter." Hugh took a drag of his cigarette. "Without the crystal, don't mention any condition to me." Joan opened her handbag, pulled out a half crystal, and put it on the coffee table. "lI only have one half. I'll get the other ASAP. | know where it is now." Hugh didn't hurriedly pick it up, gazing at her icily, trying to study her expression.
Joan kept calm and added, "I'm not lying. This half-crystal belongs to Zack Clarke. It's real. | got it from the drawer of his study."
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