Chapter 35 Medical Fraud
"Do you believe yourself to be so virtuous, Brooklyn?" Megan's voice dripped with venom. "Don't fool yourself into thinking I'm ignorant of your past transgressions. What you did to Sebastian three years ago... He loathes you to such an extent that he can't bear to lay a finger on you. When he's in need, he'd rather seek solace in my arms..."
Before Megan could finish her sentence, Brooklyn's hand swung through the air, landing a solid slap across her face. The power behind the blow was concentrated into the five fingers that struck her, leaving a stinging imprint.
Megan was left momentarily stunned, her oval face, with its sharp angles, forced to the side by the impact. Five bright red finger marks blossomed on her fair cheek. The face that the media had once dubbed the most beautiful in Aseasian was marred by Brooklyn's harsh retribution.
"Brooklyn, how dare you strike me!" Megan's voice was a mixture of shock and fury. She covered her face, her gaze locked onto Brooklyn, teeth biting into her lower lip. Yet, Brooklyn merely offered a slight smile in response.
"Megan, do you take me for a fool, or are you simply trying to insult Sebastian's taste?" Brooklyn's voice was laced with disdain. "What about you makes you think you're worthy of him? Are you implying that you're skilled in bed, or that you're only useful to him for a few fleeting moments of pleasure?"
Megan's face paled at Brooklyn's words. She covered her swelling cheek, her eyes welling up with tears from the pain, a pitiful sight that stirred sympathy in the hearts of onlookers.
Brooklyn had been deceived by Megan's tear-streaked face too many times before.
"Brooklyn, have you had your fill of violence? If not, strike me here!" Megan seized Brooklyn's hand, pressing it against her lower abdomen. Her laughter was sharp and unsettling. "Hit me!"
Brooklyn's eyes widened in surprise, her gaze dropping to Megan's flat stomach. There was nothing unusual to see, but the smug satisfaction on Megan's face filled her with a deep sense of unease.
"Have you lost your mind?" Brooklyn pulled her hand away, her expression grave.
Megan's hand drifted to her belly, her fingers gently massaging the area. "In those few minutes you so scorn, I can conceive Sebastian's child. And you..." Her gaze drifted downwards to Brooklyn's own stomach. "Three years and still no child. It seems some people are simply barren."
The realization hit Brooklyn like a punch to the gut. Megan was carrying Sebastian's child?
Brooklyn felt her world spin. Megan's smile grew more triumphant, her challenging gaze filled with malice. How could Sebastian have allowed this to happen?
Megan's confidence soared at Brooklyn's reaction. "Brooklyn, you do have a fatal flaw," she gloated, pulling several sheets of paper from her bag and tossing them onto the table. "Dr. Mitchell, surely you can understand these lab results?"
Brooklyn's eyes scanned the papers, the words "Aucester Hospital" prominently displayed at the top. The results were clear: Megan was four weeks pregnant.
Megan reveled in Brooklyn's shocked expression. As she passed Brooklyn, she muttered, "I'll make you pay for that slap. I'll take back everything you owe me. And in ten months... will you still be the mistress of this house? You'd best start praying."
Brooklyn remained frozen in place long after Megan had left, the sound of her car fading into the distance. How could Megan be pregnant? How could Sebastian have done this?
Megan's luxury car came to a stop. She dialed a number, her gaze fixed on her swollen reflection in the mirror. "Valery, I need you to release a statement. Make it big. I want everyone to know, but it has to seem like I didn't want it to get out."
"Megan, you have a scene this afternoon. Where are you? And what are you planning? You're a top-tier celebrity in China. Your every move is watched. A simple selfie from you can set Twitter ablaze."
Megan drummed her crystal-tipped nails against the steering wheel, a note of impatience in her voice. "No, that level of influence is not enough. I want the whole country to know this news! I can't wait any longer. This time, I will definitely ensnare him!"
"Do you mean, Sebastian?" came the reply.
"Yes! Valery, meet me at the entrance of Sheliton in ten minutes. Remember, I am now a pregnant woman, carrying Sebastian's child."
The voice on the other end gasped, "What! Megan, are you serious? You're pregnant with Sebastian's child? But didn't he..."
Megan's hand fell to her belly, her mind swirling with uncertainty. The father of her unborn child was a mystery, lost in the chaos of a night spent drinking with the director, producers, and several leading actors. When she awoke, she was surrounded by disheveled men and women.
Her period had been late the following month, and a trip to the hospital confirmed her suspicions - she was pregnant.
But... Megan's eyes narrowed maliciously. The timing of this child's arrival was perfect!
With a sneer, Megan retorted, "Valery, does it really matter who the child's father is? No matter who the biological father is, from now on, the father of the child is him, and it must be him! Remember, I am carrying Sebastian's child. You don't need me to teach you how to handle the rest, do you?"
"But, what if Sebastian finds out what we're doing..."
"Valery, don't forget your role. Your responsibility is to protect me. I'm not asking for your opinion, nor am I seeking your advice."
"Alright... I'll arrange it right away. Just make sure you don't give anything away."
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