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Jeremy quickly walked in, head lowered, and said respectfully, “President.”
“Prepare the car. We’re going to the Lowe family.” Benjamin’s voice was so cold it was terrifying—he was ready to make Miranda pay the ultimate price.
That woman from back then… After one night, she’d actually gotten pregnant and even left the child at his doorstep. The DNA test confirmed it—Mark was his biological son.
How could he be a “bastard”?
Jeremy frowned slightly and asked, “President, is something wrong?”
“I told you to prepare the car. What’s with all the nonsense?” Benjamin’s fury made his temper flare uncontrollably.
The oppressive chill in the air made Jeremy keep his gaze lowered, not daring to speak further.
“Yes, sir.” Jeremy turned and went out, instructing Kevin to ready the car.
Mark
