"Mr... Mr. Quimby." Owen bit his lip, his twisted smile growing even more sinister. "Do you still remember that child?
"Do you know... where that child was buried?"
"You..." Daniel clenched his teeth, glaring at him.
Owen smirked. He knew that poking this sore spot would hurt the most. "Back then, Maisie was already five months
pregnant. You are the one who almost forced her to the brink of death! It was a live abortion of a five-month-old
fetus!"
"It wasn't me!" Daniel's voice grew deeper, his temples pulsing as he emphasized each word. "I didn't force her!"
"So, was it just an accident? Are you saying it had nothing to do with you?"
Daniel moved his lips, but he couldn't say a word. Back when Maisie had been pregnant, he had been cold because
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthe had wanted her to abort the child quickly. Later, Maisie had insisted on keeping the baby, eventually managing to
escape from him. She had lived incognito in a harsh environment, struggling to nurture the fetus for five months.
Everything had seemed stable, but a few people had appeared out of the blue to take her back and abort the child,
claiming that these were Mr. Quimby's orders.
During the argument that had ensued, Maisie had taken a misstep and fallen from a great height. When Daniel had
seen her again, she had been lying in the emergency room, her life hanging by a thread. He had investigated those
people, but they had disappeared as if they'd evaporated into thin air. There had been no security cameras in the
area, so this was still an unsolved mystery.
Ever since losing her child, Maisie had seemed to be living in a daze. It was only then that Daniel had understood his
feelings for her and been consumed by regret. Later on, Maisie had lost her memory and gone to Centrolis.
Daniel snapped his gaze up at Owen, his eyes cold as a blade.
"Heh... Mr. Quimby." Owen smirked maliciously. "If you help me deal with the small trouble I have gotten into, I'll
take you to see that child immediately.
"Do you know that it was a girl?! Maisie said that daughters are considerate, so she wanted to give birth to a little
princess for you!"
Daniel's tightly-clenched fists trembled slightly. "Stop..."
"While Maisie was hiding, I accompanied her to prenatal check-ups!" Owen's expression twisted. "Heh... That girl
insisted for a long time to find out the baby's gender. Eventually, the doctor got fed up and told her to prepare pink
clothes!"
"Stop talking..."
"When your daughter was born, she was covered in blood!" Owen's eyes were bloodthirsty as a devil's. "Maisie was
conscious and begged my mother to ask the doctor for the fetus so she could bury it...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Do you want to know where it's buried? Pay me and I'll take you there right now!"
"I said, stop talking!" Daniel suddenly roared, his eyes slightly red.
His heart felt as if it had been fed into a meat grinder, and the pain made it difficult for him to breathe. Maisie
heard the commotion and rushed out of the kitchen. She was startled by Daniel's appearance.
"Daniel! What's wrong?" She shot a disgusted look at Owen. "Owen! What did you say to him?"
Cindy and Nicole also hurried over, pulling Owen away and preventing him from entering the house.
Under the influence of alcohol, Owen muttered curses in the corridor but eventually quieted down. He staggered
down the stairs and gradually faded from view.
Worried, Maisie looked at Daniel. She touched his face and softly asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Owen... did he say
something you didn't want to hear? I apologize on his behalf."