The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce - Chapter 408
Chapter 408: Chapter 405: Do You Think I’m a Fool?
Good news?
Daniel Thompson’s heart stirred; it had been a long time since he had heard any good news due to his recent depressed mood.
He tried to suppress his excitement and asked, “What good news?”
Phoebe Belmont’s voice carried a hint of coyness, “Congratulations, Mr. Thompson, you’re going to have a child in your later years.”
Child in later years?
Daniel Thompson frowned, puzzled, “What do you mean, child in later years?”
It had been a long time since he had done that sort of thing with Amanda Leaford; how could he have a child now?
Phoebe Belmont was shy, “I’m pregnant.”
Daniel Thompson: “…”
Just as Daniel Thompson was about to ask what her pregnancy had to do with him, Phoebe Belmont promptly added:
“It was that time, after you and Amanda Leaford had an argument, you were kicked out by the Leaford family, you drank all night, and then in the second half of the night, we… ”
The rest of her words abruptly stopped, but anyone listening would know what she meant.
Daniel Thompson thought about it, his eyebrows knitted tightly.
No wonder Joshua had come to question him about whether he had had a relationship with Phoebe Belmont; the root of the problem lay here.
“You’re saying I touched you that night?”
Phoebe Belmont felt guilty, but she still calmly “confirmed” this misunderstanding.
“Yes, that night you mistook me for Amanda Leaford. Although my heart ached, since I liked you, I still gave myself to you.” Phoebe Belmont choked up, “Mr. Thompson, that was my first time.”
“Fortunately, Heaven was not unkind to me, allowing me to have a child the first time.” Phoebe Belmont spoke sincerely, “I’m almost forty, and I want to enjoy the happiness of a family too. Mr. Thompson, I know you like Amanda Leaford. I don’t ask you to marry me, just let me have this child for you and fulfill my dream of being a mother, please.”
After Phoebe Belmont finished speaking, she found that there was no sound on the phone.
“Mr. Thompson?”
Her heart skipped a beat.
Daniel Thompson’s reaction made her uneasy.
This was not the reaction of a man who was going to have a child in his later years.
Daniel Thompson listened to Phoebe Belmont’s words and recalled what had happened that night in his mind.
That evening, he had indeed drunk too much, even becoming unconscious.
But he was a man, he understood men, and he knew himself better.
If a man was genuinely drunk, they wouldn’t have had the energy to engage in a sexual relationship with a woman.
The so-called confusion after drinking was nothing more than an excuse men made for themselves.
“Phoebe…” Daniel Thompson’s tone was melancholic, “I’ve been good to you, haven’t I?”
Phoebe Belmont’s heart raced, “Of course, you’ve taken care of me a lot during my time at the Thompson Group, and even lately, you’ve been kind to me…”
“Then…since I’ve been so good to you, why do you want to make me a father?”
A roaring sound exploded in Phoebe Belmont’s ear.
“Mr. Thompson… ”
“No need to say anything else.” Daniel Thompson interrupted her, “I know my own body, Phoebe Belmont, I never touched you.”
Phoebe Belmont opened her mouth, stammered for a moment, and then tears suddenly fell.
This time, Daniel Thompson did not hesitate to tear off her mask, exposing her shame in front of everyone.
“Last time, you humiliated me in front of so many people and made me let you leave the company with a severance package. That was already my bottom line.” Daniel Thompson’s voice was icy cold, “Now, who knows whose bastard you’re carrying, but dare to put it on my head?”
“No, Mr. Thompson…” Phoebe Belmont was panicking, her tears streaming down her face, “I have no reason to lie to you; the child in my stomach is truly yours… I know you’re still upset about me accusing you at the press conference last time, but all of that was forced by Samuel Richardson.”
“You know what kind of person Samuel Richardson is; he has a terrible nature. If I didn’t do as he said, who knows what tricks he would pull on me…”
“Enough.” Daniel Thompson impatiently interrupted her words, “I’ve heard enough. He didn’t put a knife to your throat! In a legal society, could he really kill you? Whether you did those things under duress or out of your own will, you and I both know the truth. Phoebe Belmont, don’t take me for a fool.”
After saying this, Daniel Thompson angrily hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy tone, Phoebe Belmont’s face was stunned.
She didn’t expect Daniel Thompson to be so ruthless.
No, it couldn’t be said that he was ruthless; all of this was her own doing.
If she had been smarter and not publicly accused Daniel Thompson in the first place, making him look foolish, and used some small tricks to make the two of them genuinely have a relationship, there wouldn’t have been this result.
Thinking of that 80-year-old man being the father of the baby in her belly, Phoebe Belmont suddenly felt nauseous and covered her mouth, vomiting into the flower bed beside her.
The hotel security guard saw her, showed disgust on his face, and waved her away.
“This is a luxury hotel, not a place for you to vomit. If you want to vomit, go somewhere else. Ugh, it’s disgusting.”
The security guard’s undisguised disgust made Phoebe’s face turn red.
She looked around and saw people pointing and whispering about her, tears welling up in her eyes.
The grievances she had suffered in recent months were more than she had endured in decades.
She picked up her cell phone, gritted her teeth, and made that call again.
Now, she just hoped that the 80-year-old man was not an ordinary old man; he’d better be the richest man in Capital City, or even all of Orientopia, so that even if she couldn’t hold her head high, she wouldn’t be humiliated by the Thompson family.
She would give back all the humiliation she had suffered.
At this moment, Phoebe also felt resentment towards Daniel Thompson.
She had stayed in Thompson Group, and no matter how others had tried to poach her, she had always remained loyal for Daniel.
She thought she had finally persevered, but Daniel still wouldn’t give her a chance.
She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.
Heartache and sadness welled up in her heart, acid reflux threatened to make her vomit again.
Once the call was connected, Phoebe immediately requested a meeting with the other party.
After consulting Stephen Crane, assistant Alyssa Evans agreed to meet with Phoebe Belmont.
Alyssa had no good feelings towards Phoebe.
However, Mr. Crane had done a lot of charity work over the years, and after encountering Phoebe at the bar being humiliated by many men, he felt sympathy for her plight.
At that time, Phoebe was lying naked in the darkness, bruises all over her body, touched by who knows how many men.
Mr. Crane, for some reason, immediately offered to help Phoebe.
Alyssa had a feeling that this Phoebe was not a good person, and if they helped her, she might cling to them like a leech.
However, this was Mr. Crane’s intention, and she had to abide by it.
Perhaps Phoebe was from Sunnydale, and Mr. Crane’s first love was also in Sunnydale, so Phoebe’s tragic experience touched some of Mr. Crane’s memories.
The meeting place was a well-known coffee shop.
The moment she saw Alyssa Evans, Phoebe was momentarily stunned.
Alyssa was dressed in a suit, but she was adorned with various luxury jewelry brands, from earrings to watches. The total value of her accessories was up to hundreds of thousands of dollars.
And yet she was just an assistant!
If an assistant was this wealthy, it showed that the 80-year-old man was no ordinary person.
Phoebe’s heart thumped excitedly.
Very good…
So what if the old man was 80? What if he died soon?
By then, all the property would belong to her and her baby…
Thinking of this, Phoebe’s lips unconsciously curled upward.
It turned out that there was light at the end of the tunnel, and the heavens were not unjust to her.
“Miss Belmont.” Seeing her sitting in the chair without speaking, Alyssa politely reminded her, “Mr. Crane is busy. If you have something to discuss, you can tell me.”
“With you?” Phoebe frowned, visibly annoyed. “You’re just an assistant. Can you make decisions for him?”
Alyssa managed a fake smile despite her irritation: “Since Mr. Crane sent me here, I can make decisions on his behalf.”
Phoebe didn’t say anything but glared at her maliciously.
Could this assistant be the old man’s lover?
“Miss Belmont.” Alyssa smiled politely. “Mr. Crane has done a lot of charity work over the years, building over a hundred charity schools and sponsoring tens of thousands of students. He is a kind-hearted old man. Since he decided to help you, you can make any requests directly to me.”
Hearing that this man had the surname Crane and had sponsored so many people, Phoebe’s inner desires grew stronger.
Who on earth was this Mr. Crane? How come he was so rich?
She caressed her belly and felt a secret joy.
Her baby sure knew how to choose the right womb.
“Since we’re at this point, let’s be frank.” Phoebe raised her chin arrogantly. “I want to marry Mr. Crane.”
