Chapter 897

“This is Plath Corporation’s press conference. Do the questions you have asked have anything to do with the theme? Who sent you here?” Brighton and several staff were a little angry, thinking that those reporters were way out of line. “Ms. Summer, are you avoiding this question? It is said that your child isn’t Mr. Jasper’s. Is it the reason for your divorce? So, who is the father of your child?” Summer’s gaze sharpened with anger. “You need to take responsibility for the words you say.” “Ms. Summer, is Mr. Samson the father of your child?” “Ms. Summer, you were seen together with a cop earlier. Is he the father…?” Those people seemed to be aiming at Summer’s weakness. “Wah-wah!” Before Summer could say anything, a child’s aggrieved cry spread across the room. Summer was taken aback for a moment. Little Chestnut? “Is it not over yet?” Jasper walked over with their child in his arms, looking at Summer dotingly, as if the one who drunkenly hugged Summer and cried in the m