Chapter 165 The Abortion

Suddenly, Anna let out a heart‑rending scream. Elijah had stepped on her ankle, his custom leather shoe grinding down hard. His expression was indifferent, showing not the slightest hint of pity. Anna clutched her leg and pleaded loudly, "Elijah, I was wrong! I won't dare do it again. Please let me go first." "Whose baby is it?" Elijah repeated his earlier question. "It's Evan Moone's," Anna said. Elijah frowned, as if he didn't believe her answer. Seeing this, Anna's hands trembled as she took her phone out to show him photos. "Evan and Giselle knew each other back in college. Evan is my dad's assistant. They had plenty of chances to meet. They've been together for a long time." Looking at the photos of the two of them together, Elijah furrowed his brows. One photo had even been taken through a window, showing Giselle and Evan leaning close to each other, looking very intimate. So the baby really was Evan's? Noticing Elijah's gaze growing colder and colder, a flicker of moc