Chapter 11
Zachary didn't so much as furrow his brows despite hearing Abigail's blood-curdling screams for help. He was too busy smiling at me.
"I already knew you drugged me that night, Abigail. That baby cannot be allowed to live. Also, I've already had someone wipe the rumors you spread online about the Twain Corporation's madam being infertile.
"You will pay a price for spreading rumors about my wife. The doctor will not be using anesthesia while you're on that operating table. From this day forward, you will never have children again."
There was a long pause before the breathless Abigail began to beg for mercy through the phone, frantically stammering, "M-mr. Twain! I wasn't thinking clearly, Mr. Twain! I didn't mean it. You can punish me however you want. Just please let our baby go!"
She followed up her pitiful begging with a twisted scream.
I instinctively blinked and frowned at the sound of Abigail's sudden, terrified screams.
Upon seeing my expression, Zachary immediately hung u

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