Giada was tending to her plants inside the heavily-guarded Cirrus Villa.

The man, standing five meters away from her, said humbly, "Madam, Miss Wynn is pregnant."

Giada stopped what she was doing and became extremely cold. She turned around and looked at the man. With an icy tone, she said, "Pregnant? When?"

Giada frowned and the air around her became chilly as if she were an ice queen. She began to give out an aura of intimidation that could not be seen toward the people around her. "This morning," the man answered with his head lowered.

Giada folded her arms in front of her chest. Subsequently, she began pacing back and forth the reception pavilion anxiously.

"Tell your people to bring that good-for-nothing back to me!" Giada said in an icy tone.

Angry flames could be seen burning in her eyes.

How dare she be pregnant with the flesh and blood of a Clarke. The audacity!

Mila had been Giada's last straw for Philip.

There was no way she would let Philip off a second time.

"Yes, Madam." That man nodded respectfully and dismissed himself from the reception pavilion.

Alone, Giada stood in the reception pavilion as she looked at the building that was made entirely out of glass. Additionally, the place was filled with expensive flowers from all over the world. After a while, Giada made a phone call and said, "Father, I've decided to take action early."

On the other end of the phone, a peaceful, old voice was heard, "Gigi, what happened? Why do you want to move things forward?"

"Philip's wife, Wynn, is pregnant," Giada said. Her tone of voice was humble and respectful.

Giada was very submissive to her father.

"Be careful."

After that short statement, the man hung up the phone.

Back at the hospital, Philip was about to send Wynn to work when he was stopped by Martha who had rushed there without a second to lose.

"Get lost!"

Martha was furious. She pushed Philip away and dragged Wynn to one side.

Wynn felt helpless as she waved at Philip and followed Martha to the waiting area.

"Mom, what are you doing? What's wrong?" Wynn was disgusted by how her mother treated Philip.

Martha looked at Philip who had not followed them and asked Wynn hurriedly, "Wynnie, tell me the truth. Are you really pregnant?" Wynn grinned. "Yes."

After saying that, Wynn took out the results she had gotten from the ultrasound.

Martha snatched them over urgently. When she saw the report, she was stunned.

Wynn really was pregnant!

How was it possible? How could her dream of letting her daughter marry into a wealthy family just crumble like that?

"Wynnie, listen to me. Abort the baby. You can't have this child."

Martha was frantic. She sat Wynn down and tried to persuade her patiently with well-meaning advice.

When Wynn heard Martha's words, her eyes widened. She could not believe that her own mother was saying such things to her.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Wynn was furious as she glared at Martha. She was at a complete loss. How had her mother become like this?

Martha did not care about any of it as she said, "Are you out of your mind? You can't even afford Mila with that piece of trash, and you're now having another one. How are you going to get the money to raise this second child? What if the baby is born with an illness again? Plus, you're very busy with work now. Where will you replace the time to take care of the child? Are you going to give up your position as the chairman? I won't agree to you keeping it!"

Martha said one thing after another before eventually coming to a stop as she told Wynn, "I'm going to give you a death order today. You have to abort the child! You can't give birth to it!"

Wynn almost began to cry out of frustration. She stood up and stomped her foot on the ground angrily. She said, "Mom, can you stop being so unreasonable? This kid belongs to me and Philip. I have the right to decide such a thing myself!"

Martha jumped up and slapped Wynn across the face. She screamed, "Shut up! You can't have this child! If you dare give birth to this child, I'll disown you! I'm telling you now. I raised you, so you have to listen to me!

"I'm going to tell you the truth now. I am fond of Joel and he's the only one who's qualified to be my son-in-law. Either you abort the child and divorce Philip, or get out!"

Martha said angrily. She was fuming. Why couldn't her stupid daughter get the point?

"Mom, why do you always look down on Philip? What's so bad about him? Plus, there's nothing between me and Joel! Stop forcing me!"

Wynn covered her face as she yelled. Her eyes were red, and tears had begun welling up in her eyes.

"Hehe, tell me then. What's so good about Philip? Is he richer or more prestigious than Joel? Joel is the young master of the Harris Group and has a net worth of a few billion bucks! How could that piece of trash compare with him?"

Martha snorted before saying stubbornly, "I'm going to say it today. You must abort that child!"

Having said that, Martha turned around and left.

On the other hand, Wynn covered her face with her hands and started to cry. She looked very weak and fragile as she sat in the waiting area.

At that time, Philip was playing with Mila in the hospital room. When he noticed that Wynn had been gone for a long time, he decided to look for her. That was when he spotted Wynn crying alone. "Wynnie, what's wrong?" Philip was heartbroken.

Wynn wiped away her tears and forced a smile. She said, "It's fine. I'm going to work."

After saying that, Wynn got up and left.

Philip watched Wynn's back and frowned. What had Martha done to Wynn this time?

Meanwhile, after Martha left the hospital, she went back home to grab a pair of sunglasses and a face mask before heading out once again.

At an alley, in a shop that sold traditional Chinese medicine.

Martha entered the shop and looked around before saying to the shopkeeper, "Do you have anything that can be used to abort a baby?"

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