‘Yeah, exactly!” Renee agreed quickly. “My friends are all weirdos – we even call each other Mommy in


    private!”


    ‘What in the world… your friends are just as weird as you are!” Francine eximed. Although she did


    find it odd, she didn’t press her. After all, this wasn’t the reason she was here.


    She ced the beautiful bouquet of lilies on Renee’s desk, then pulled a chair over to sit down next to


    the bed. Her natural movements made it seem like she was a close loved one to the injured woman.


    “Tell me. Where have you been hiding after making such a big mistake? Did you get married? Any


    kids?” Francine behaved like an elegant richdy, and every question sounded like an interrogation.


    She knew her idiot of a son wouldn’t ask such questions, especially with his temper and ego, which


    was why she had to do it in his stead.


    Renee smiled coldly. “Miss Milford, why do I need to answer your questions? Do you think we’re


    close?”


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    It had been four years, and yet her ex mother-inw was still just as stubborn and self centered. She


    thought to herself, ‘She really is Hunt’s mother, I suppose. Like mother, like son!’


    Surprisingly, Francine didn’t get mad this time, and guessed, “So from what you’re saying, I can tell


    you’re not married. That means you have to take responsibility for Stefan!”


    “Excuse me? Take responsibility for Stefan Hunt?” Renee frowned lightly.


    She wondered, ‘Why can’t I figure out her intentions? What is she even trying to say?’


    ‘Of course!” Francine huffed in a justified tone. “Four years ago, no matter if you intended to or not, you


    made Stefan lose his child.”


    “Now that you’ve had the guts toe back, you should’ve prepared yourself to give Stefan another


    child aspensation. As long as you get pregnant, we will ensure you a life of luxury. However… if


    you won’t, we, the Hunt family, will not let you off so easily!”


    Francine felt quite smart. With the guilt tripping and threats, she would get both an amazing daughter-


    inw and a grandchild too. Not just that, her son would be happy again.


    It was the perfect n.


    “Hahaha!” Renee didn’t know whether she should get mad orugh at the sheer ridiculousness of the


    suggestion. Logically speaking, a life for a life was totally reasonable. However, Stefan and her were


    not machines, and she couldn’t pop a kid out just because she wanted to pensate’ them.


    Amused, she decided to y Francine’s game and shrugged. “Alright, I don’t mind. But does your son


    agree to this? Oh, and does his little lover agree to this too?”


    “Really? You’ll do it?” Francine’s eyes lit up, not expecting Renee to reply so swiftly. She’d even


    prepared a few million dors to sway her, but it seemed that she had no use for the money now.


    ‘I have such a good eye! She’s quite decisive!’


    “Okay, now look into the camera, and say that you’re willing to give birth to Stefan’s child as


    compensation.” Francine was worried that Renee would go back on her word, so she immediately took


    her phone out to record a video of the woman.


    “Miss Milford, are you really not going to ask for Miss Desrosiers’ opinion? She’s the woman your son


    loves most, you know?” Renee nced at Briar, who was standing in the back.


    Briar, however, was pursing her lips, looking as if she was about to burst into tears.


    Although she had no idea why Briar would help her hide Abby’s identity, Renee knew for a fact that all


    of Briar’s mental issues were just a ploy to manipte Stefan.


    ‘Heropinion doesn’t matter!” Francine brushed that off, speaking in a mysterious tone. “You don’t have


    a clue now, do you? Who told you that Stefan loves her the most?