Chapter 225

Charles let out a soft chuckle, something Sakura had never heard from him before—it was... unusually gentle. "Of course I know. The child's ours." He looked up, cool blue light from the computer screen flickering in his eyes. "And your so-called findings? Wrong. Also, who gave you the right to dig into my private life?" Back then, Charles had misunderstood Stella about the whole baby situation too. He had suspected it was Edward Hart's or Thomas Owen's, but the truth? That baby she's carrying is his—no one else's. Sakura's pearl veil trembled with her shaky breaths, and her phone nearly slipped from her hand. She steadied herself against the desk, voice cracking, "That's impossible! I've had the timeline checked. During that period, it couldn't have been—" "Enough." Charles suddenly stood up and walked to the window. "My personal life is not for you to meddle with. And if I hear anything like this again, you know Firehunters doesn't tolerate crossing the line." Yeah, maybe he had been