Chapter 3 Having an Abortion

• Angela's nerves suddenly tightened. Is this a robbery? How blind can they be?
• She was dressed in cheap clothes, and each piece cost no more than eight. How could she possibly look like a rich person?
• "Sir, I'm poor. I don't have a single penny in my bank account, and I have a 300 debt. Please, have mercy on me."
• "Quit the nonsense."
• The bald man had a fierce and menacing look on his face as he forced her to move forward where a black Honda was parked not far away.
• Just as he opened the car door and was about to push her inside, a sharp knife was held against his throat.
• "Do you want to try who dies first?"
• The bald man shivered, and before he could react, someone grabbed his hand, which was holding the knife.
• The person exerted force and caused him to scream in pain like a pig being slaughtered.
• Angela was too scared to move as she stood there like a piece of merchandise. She was handed over to the man in black and then sent into a silver Rolls-Royce.
• A man was sitting in the car.
• He had a slender and tall figure as well as a handsome face—it was none other than Conrad Heathcliff.
• "M-Mr. Heathcliff!"
• Her nerves tightened even more.
• Conrad was hardly any safer than the robber and his expression was currently as cold as ice.
• Just then, his gaze coldly swept over her still-flat abdomen.
• "I heard you're pregnant with my child?"
• He got straight to the point and caught Angela off guard.
• "It… It was a medical accident. I'm also a victim."
• She curled up in the corner and lowered her gaze since she was afraid to meet his eyes. His gaze was too intimidating as if he could shatter her.
• Conrad looked at her timid appearance with a hint of mockery. Where did her audacity to 'seduce' him in the elevator go?
• "I've already made an appointment with a doctor to perform an abortion for you tomorrow."
• What? Angela trembled fiercely. Does he want to abort the baby? Isn't his future wife planning to have me bring it to term? Haven't they reached an agreement?
• "Since the child is yours, I will follow your arrangements."
• Angela didn't say much. Since Conrad had already made a decision, there was no need for her to struggle anymore. It was actually for the best.
• At that, the man squinted his eyes slightly, and a hint of deep thought flashed in his gaze.
• "Do you have any requests?"
• He had sent someone to inquire at the MG Group design department and learned that this woman was greedy for money, and money meant everything to her. Now was a perfect opportunity for her to make outrageous demands, and he believed she wouldn't miss it.
• Angela pursed her lips.
• How could she dare to make demands of Conrad?
• Besides, he was also a victim. Even if she wanted compensation, she should go to the hospital.
• "You won't fire me because of this, right?"
• Conrad was taken aback for a moment. "I've always been scrupulous in separating public from private interests."
• "That's good, then. As long as I can keep my job, I have no other requests." Angela stuck out her tongue.
• She had gone through numerous trials and obstacles before finally entering the MG Group. This job was as important as her life.
• He was somewhat surprised. It was completely different from what he had imagined. Can it be that she has turned over a new leaf or that she's trying to bait me with a long-term plan?
• After thinking about how she intentionally or unintentionally seduced him in the elevator, he felt that the latter possibility was more likely.
• It seemed she was a scheming person.
• The car drove into a villa in the suburbs.
• "You'll stay here tonight. I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow morning."
• "Oh." Angela obediently followed the servant upstairs.
• She guessed that Conrad was worried she might run away, so he 'detained' her here. Does he think I'm that foolish?
• Conrad sat down on the cab and took a sip of coffee.
• Just then, Kevin Daseth, Conrad's subordinate, walked in. "Mr. Heathcliff, the person who abducted Miss Banner has confessed. He was acting under Miss Prescott's instructions. I've brought Miss Prescott here."
• Conrad had already expected this.
• As soon as Wilhelmina entered, she burst into tears while showcasing her acting skills worthy of an Oscar-winning actress.
• Originally, she wanted to take the initiative and get rid of Angela before Conrad discovered the truth. However, Angela had unexpectedly beaten her to it.
• "Conrad, I didn't intentionally deceive you. I was afraid that woman would use the child to blackmail you, so I wanted to control her first and then tell you the truth."
• He stirred his coffee while enunciating slowly, "You don't need to worry. I will take her to have an abortion tomorrow."
• Wilhelmina trembled fiercely. "You want to abort the child?"
• "Why not?" He raised an eyebrow, and his expression was cold.
• She couldn't believe it. She was afraid that he was deceiving her.
• "That may be your only healthy child."
• Conrad's gaze turned sharp as he exuded a chilling aura. "I'd rather have nothing than settle for something subpar. Not every woman is qualified to bear my child."
• He raised his eyes slightly, and a cold gleam flashed across his face. It was as sharp as a blade.
• Wilhelmina shivered upon seeing that. "That's fine, then. It's better to prevent that woman from entangling you using the child."
• For her, this situation was naturally favorable. Otherwise, she would have to find a way to eliminate that woman.
• While they were talking, Angela was eavesdropping from the stairwell.
• In the eyes of Conrad, a low-level employee like her didn't even count as a speck of dust. How could he allow her to bear his child?
• She knew her place. Since it was a mistake, it should be corrected.
• Early the next morning, she was taken to the hospital in a car.
• Angela had been calm originally, but when she arrived at the operating chair and saw the sharp surgical knife beside her, she started to feel nervous.
• The doctor picked up the surgical knife. "Are you ready?"
• Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.