CHAPTER 972: CHAPTER 972: IS THE CHILD JUSTIN XAVIER’S?

Outside the villa’s front gate stood several burly bodyguards dressed in black. "Hello Miss Thorne, the Old Master and Mrs. Xavier request that you return to the Xavier family mansion immediately. Please come with us."

"Leah, don’t go." Madame Goldie hadn’t expected that old Xavier and that resentful woman Laura would come so quickly. She was afraid they’d harm Leah, so she quickly stopped her.

Leah looked at Madame Goldie reassuringly, "Madame Goldie, don’t worry, I’ll be back soon."

Leah followed those black-clad bodyguards.

Madame Goldie was restless, afraid something might happen. The only person she could think of at this moment was... Justin Xavier!

That’s right, Justin Xavier!

Madame Goldie immediately picked up her phone to contact Justin Xavier, but she quickly put it down again. Did she still need to contact Justin at this point?

He should have already heard the news by now, right?

No one had expected it... Leah got pregnant and miscarried at 18. He had once been about to be a father, and in the end, he learned about it like this, hearing it from others. Madame Goldie felt that Leah was quite ruthless this time.

...

At Xavier Corp, in the VIP conference room.

The sales director was giving the quarterly sales report, and the company’s executives, who wore blue badges around their necks, were listening intently. Of course, they occasionally stole glances at Justin Xavier, who was sitting at the head of the table. They all realized the CEO was off today because he frequently checked his phone during the meeting, as if something on it had hooked his soul.

Today, Justin Xavier was dressed in a well-fitted black suit. He sat at the main seat, lean back against the chair in a lazy posture, his handsome eyes lowered as he fiddled with his phone.

He opened WeChat, closed it, then opened it again...

His WeChat was empty; Leah hadn’t contacted him.

Justin curled his thin lips into a faint, mocking arc; she really was heartless.

Last night, when he slammed the door and left, she didn’t contact him or hold him back, just let him go.

She knew very well how popular he was outside, with so many seductresses trying to throw themselves at him, yet she didn’t care at all.

Justin hated her, and he hated himself even more. He was the one who spoiled her.

He wasn’t at all interested in the content of the meeting; his mind was all about going back to her. Last night in the bathroom, afraid of hurting her, he hesitated for a while, but in the end, he ignored her protests and made his way into her body. He was still not satisfied when she turned around and slapped him.

Despite her claiming to be the most worry-free and attentive mistress, he found her skills as a mistress seriously lacking.

Again, Justin thought about her paranoia about getting pregnant, and he felt restless. He shut off his phone, and his brows furrowed into a tight "川" character.

Just then, with a "boom," the conference room doors burst open, and his personal secretary rushed in.

The sales director, who was previously giving the report, was interrupted. Everyone’s eyes focused on the personal secretary.

The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The atmosphere was eerie.

Justin Xavier, at the head of the table, lifted his head, sending a chilling, displeased gaze at the secretary. The personal secretary had worked for him for years, and this was the first time he had been so reckless and out of line.

The personal secretary hurried over and reported in a low voice, "CEO, something terrible happened with Miss Thorne."

Justin Xavier pursed his thin lips, "What kind of trouble could she get into?"

The personal secretary lowered his voice, "CEO, we just learned... Miss Thorne was pregnant and miscarried once when she was 18..."

When the personal secretary first learned of this news, it made his heart race. Now, as soon as he finished speaking, he sensed the man at the main seat suddenly tense up.

Justin Xavier lifted his head, looking at his personal secretary, and asked, "What did you just say?"

The personal secretary’s scalp tingled. Leah had been with Justin Xavier when she was 18, and later she went abroad for a while. It wasn’t hard to guess whose child it was.

The personal secretary steeled himself and said, "CEO, Miss Thorne..."

Before he could finish, Justin Xavier abruptly stood up, his handsome face clouded with gloom, his cold eyes flickering with a frosty glint, "Where is she?"

"She was just taken to the Xavier family mansion by the Old Master and Mrs. Xavier."

With that, Justin Xavier quickly disappeared from everyone’s sight.

...

At the Xavier family mansion.

Leah arrived, and Old Master Xavier and Laura were already waiting for her with stern faces, along with Davina Rowe.

Davina had been caught and interrogated, and now she was trembling with fear, huddled in a corner.

"It was her! She’s the one who said it herself! She said she was pregnant and miscarried at 18. Old Master, Mrs. Xavier, you must believe me, I’m not lying, all my allegations are true!" Davina looked resentfully at Leah, then knelt directly in front of Old Master Xavier, begging for mercy.

Old Master Xavier, with his sharp discernment, raised his cloudy eyes to look at Leah, "Did you deliberately tell her, wanting to use her hand?"

Leah glanced at the kneeling Davina, pitying her for not even realizing her mistake at this point.

Leah nodded, "Yes, since she was a pawn you sent to my door, why wouldn’t I use her, lest I waste your kind gesture?"

Old Master Xavier, enraged, lifted his foot and kicked Davina in the chest, "You pig-headed fool, being used and still feeling smug!"

With a miserable scream, Davina fell to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

Laura sat in her wheelchair, gripping the wheel handles tightly, and asked through gritted teeth, "Leah, I want to know, whose child was the one you lost at 18?"

Leah looked at Laura, her exquisite eyes lazy and relaxed, "Mrs. Xavier, who do you think it was?"

Laura knew her son had slept with 18-year-old Leah, but she and Old Master Xavier had no idea about the pregnancy and miscarriage.

By the time they found out, the news had spread like wildfire, and the massive attention Leah brought had made the situation impossible to suppress.

They hadn’t expected Leah would play such a card, catching everyone off guard.

Laura laughed coldly, "Leah, are you going to say that child was Justin’s? Ha, what a joke. The child’s already dead. How do you plan to prove it was Justin’s? You were always a seductress, luring men everywhere. Who knows if you played around and got pregnant by someone else, then tried to pin it on Justin?"

Leah looked coldly at Laura. Although Laura was also a victim in this marriage, it wasn’t reason enough for forgiveness.

"Whether the child was Justin’s, it’s not up to you to decide, only Justin can say!" Leah retorted.

"You!"

At that moment, with a "bang," the mansion doors were kicked open from the outside. Justin Xavier had returned!