Chapter 801
With that sentence, the temperature in the house dropped. Martha was flustered. Was she supposed to drug them again? “No,
Madam Wallis, I’m afraid I can’t do this anymore. The last time… Philip found out about it, and…” Martha stammered her refusal.
Smack! With a forceful slap, Giada stared at Martha coldly through her sunglasses, exuding a biting chill. She said, “You didn’t
complete the task last time. Not coming after you is already a gift to you. How dare you refuse now?” This time, Martha covered
her face, lowered her head, and dared not say anything else. The intensity was too overwhelming! Just one look from Giada and
Martha was trembling all over, drenched in a cold sweat. “What… What is it?” In the end, Martha could not withstand Giada’s
aura and asked weakly. Giada said mildly,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“During Wynn’s next pregnancy check, I want to know the gender of the baby. If it’s a boy, let Wynn
take this.” With that, the bodyguard next to Giada immediately took out a small box and handed it to
Martha. Giada could not do this herself, and neither could her staff. Only Martha could do it. Martha
took the small box and asked in a panic, “This… What’s in it?
Abortion pills?” How could Martha not understand Giada’s intentions? A boy would have a stake in the
family property. Giada wanted to cut Philip’s line of descendants off. This woman was too ruthless!
Giada shook her head and said indifferently, “Don’t ask unnecessary questions. You just need to
remember, if it’s a boy, Wynn must take it.” Martha was very scared and confused. She asked, “What if
Philip finds out about it?” “Then you take it.”
After that, Giada left Old Johnston Manor and got into a customized Rolls-Royce parked outside. Vivian
had waited at the door the entire time. In the car, Vivian asked, “Madam, are you sure you want to do
this? After taking that medicine, the child born to Wynn will be deformed and mentally challenged.”
Giada took off her sunglasses, looked at Vivian, and asked,
“Since when did you start caring about Wynn?” Vivian bowed her head and apologized, “Madam, I was wrong.” “Let’s go.” Then,
the Rolls-Royce left Old Johnston Manor. At this moment in the manor, Martha was sitting on the sofa while staring at the small
box on the coffee table. She had already opened it. Inside was a small round glass bottle with a blue liquid in it. There was an
instruction manual attached. She just needed to dissolve it in water and let the person take it. Was she really going to do this?
Martha was flustered. Wynn was her daughter, after all. However, when she thought of what Philip had done to her just now, she
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbecame angry. At this time, Charles returned. Martha quickly put the things away with a guilty expression on her face. She said,
“I’ll make dinner.” Charles was taken aback. He glanced at Martha who was walking toward the kitchen and said nothing. At the
same time in a high-rise building in Golden City. Golden City Medical Association was the largest medical association on the
southern coast. From a private enterprise, it gradually expanded and was now the authoritative representation in the medical and
pharmaceutical industries. Many medical and pharmaceutical companies were linked to the medical association. Whether a
company could produce or sell a certain type of medicine, the certification and approval of the medical association were required.
This was because their recognition represented the industry’s recognition. For the sake of the company's products, many large
pharmaceutical companies would cooperate with Golden City Medical Association As long as it was registered and promoted by
the Golden City Medical Association, any new drugs would be popular as soon as it was launched in the market. This building
had 40 floors. The building was grand and spectacular, filled with people from all walks of life. As it was a typical domestic and
foreign joint venture company, there was a plaque hung outside an office. ‘Vice President of Golden City Medical Association,
Carr Smyth’. Yes. This office belonged to the foreigner who clashed with Philip the other day—Muriel’s husband.