Chapter 1157
Was it Eltham, or perhaps Isaac?
The royal family announced immediately, confirming Brittany was indeed pregnant, and Eltham was the father. They hadn't gone public before because it was still early days.
Now, not only was the pregnancy official, but the wedding date was set too.
The news almost floored Yuri Lynette with shock.
Isaac hadn't expected Eltham to go this far, seemingly eager to claim a child as his own!
When the word spread, Piper wrecked her bedroom, fuming and stomping around in anger.
Before Mrs. Walker could even offer comfort, disaster struck the Walker family.
The Walkers had climbed the social ladder swiftly, their hands stained with secrets well-hidden, but now, those secrets were unearthed and fermenting scandal, forcing Jasper Walker to cooperate with a police investigation. Piper knew this was Eltham's doing. Panicked, she thought of begging for mercy.
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The Walker Group's shares plummeted, and Piper found herself entangled in several lawsuits, taken in by the police for questioning.
The police station was the last place anyone wanted to be, especially under immense public scrutiny, the air heavy with an intimidating aura.
After several interrogations, Piper broke and spilled the beans.
The Walker family was on the brink of collapse.
Brittany got her hands on her phone; though it lacked a SIM card, she could still go online.
The internet was abuzz with news about her and the Walker family's downfall, a clear message from Eltham.
Brittany hadn't anticipated Eltham's ruthlessness; in just a few days, he had brought the Walker family to their knees, and if it were the Lynette family... she dared not think further.
Eltham showed up at the villa again, a week later, his wound nearly healed, returning to his usual gentle demeanor: "Feeling better?"
"Is the Walker family going bankrupt?"
"They shouldn't have touched you."
Eltham answered truthfully, "Don't worry, I won't let them threaten you."
Brittany, looking into his face, found herself at a loss for words.
"I've scheduled a prenatal checkup, I'll accompany you later."
Brittany cared about the child and agreed.
At the hospital, Eltham didn't wear a mask, seemingly intentional to let others see their genuine affection.
Brittany ignored these petty tricks.
All that mattered to her was the child.
Outside the examination room, accepting a child that wasn't his wasn't easy for Eltham.
After a while, a little hand squeezed his: "Sir, it's you again!"
Twila, clutching a pillow, stared straight at Eltham.
Eltham frowned, "You haven't been discharged?"
"Got a bit sick from the change in environment, had a fever."
Eltham knelt down slightly, "Lost again?"
"No, I saw you downstairs and wanted to talk."
Twila showed a different kind of closeness to Eltham, "Sir, my name is Twila, what's yours?" "Eltham."
He answered honestly, "Where's your family?"
"Mom went to buy me some
porridge. As Twila finished, she saw Hestia coming back with stuff, quickly releasing Eltham's hand and hurried downstairs!
Eltham watched her go, curious about her mother. Suddenly, from the examination room-
Brittany exclaimed.
He immediately stood up, moving closer to the room: "What's wrong?" Brittany pointed to her belly, eyes sparkling with joy: "The baby kicked!"
Eltham, unfamiliar with such moments, watched Brittany's
a
noticeably rounded belly, feed's
sudden anticipation for the child's arrival.
Twila, holding onto Hestia, exclaimed, "Mom, I saw that handsome man again!"
"The one who helped you back to the ward last time?"
Hestia paid it no mind.
"Yes, he said his name was Eltham.
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wouldn't it be great if he were my dad?"
Beamed, "He's so handsomet
Hestia froze at those words.