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Chapter 352

I sat on the couch in the living room, staring at these uninvited guests with a mocking smile. “Mr. Smith, your methods are truly impressive. Even managed to buy off Summer Lewis? Wow, hats off to you.” With a sarcastic tone, I added, “Mr. Foster really knows how to cover all bases, bringing locksmiths along too. Incredible.” Henry Smith’s face was as cold as stone as he strode toward me. His towering figure felt suffocating, like a looming mountain, and every step his leather shoes took on the floor echoed with oppression. “Come home quietly, and I’ll pretend none of this ever happened.” His deep, icy voice carried no warmth, matching the void in those jet-black eyes. “Pretend? You mean running the same old ‘act kind on the surface, scheme behind my back’ routine again?” I met his gaze directly with a faint smirk. “You might be able to pull it off, but not me. I can’t act like nothing ever happened.” He doubted our child was his without ever asking me and secretly did a paternity test

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