Chronicle of Love

Chapter 10 Emergency

On a night when darkness fell, Henry appeared at a highly private exclusive club.

His several childhood friends had just returned from a business trip in the United Kingdom. Especially Daniel Carter, who had been a special forces soldier for over ten years, needed to come back to New York City for a mission. It was a rare opportunity for them to gather together, so Michael Russell, the second oldest among them, took the lead in organizing this grand gathering.

In the private room on the top floor, a man with a slender figure stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window. His slender fingers landed on the collar of his black shirt as he leisurely unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a seductive glimpse of his chest.

Michael walked over with two glasses of red wine, handed one to Henry, then turned to signal Daniel, who was unaware of the situation. With a grin, he said, "Daniel, haven't you noticed that Henry hasn't been troubled or upset for many years? Tsk tsk, let me tell you, it doesn't seem like a business problem this time. It looks more like a case of unsatisfied desires. Come on, brothers talk, which woman has made your heart flutter?"

Daniel couldn't match Michael's love for jokes and revelry, but after years of honing in the military, he had an exceptional ability to read people's minds. He glanced at Henry and said bluntly, "It's because of Emma!"

It wasn't a question but a certain tone.

Henry turned around, his eyes filled with gloom as he met Daniel's sharp gaze. He tilted his head back and swallowed the crimson liquid without leaving a drop.

With a firm grip on the wine glass, he slowly said, "Every time after having s*x, I would force her to take contraceptive pills, but she still got pregnant. She insists that the baby is mine. I find it ridiculous, but now she's Mrs. Scott, there's no need for her to deceive me!"

"Well, it's simple. Just do a paternity test!"

Michael casually took over the conversation, raising his thumb and pointing at his own chin. He smirked, "Henry, have you forgotten what my family does? Whenever you need it, we can provide you with the result you want within sixteen hours."

This man was different from the mature and stern Henry. He had tanned skin, handsome features, and a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, exuding a refreshing vitality.

Henry unknowingly lit a cigarette and placed it between his thin lips, his face calm as a deep abyss. After a long silence, determination gradually emerged in his eyes, "Great, I’ll leave it to you. Give me the results tomorrow!"

Not long after, they dispersed and went their separate ways.

After a moment, the private room returned to tranquility.

A male waiter, barely visible in the shadows, trembled as he took out his phone from his pocket and made a call.

At the same time, Linda, who was shopping in a jewelry store, received a call. After listening to the report from the male waiter, her face turned pale with fear, "Thanks, I’ll send someone to deliver the money to you later."

She hung up the phone, and a panicked expression gradually appeared on her delicate face.

The truth would come out!

Although she didn't personally hand the fake paternity test report to Henry, if he decided to investigate further, he would eventually trace it back to her.

What should she do?

What exactly should she do?

After taking a deep breath, Linda composed herself and took out her phone. She found a number that had been saved for a long time but never contacted before. With her fair fingers lightly tapping on the screen, she quickly sent a message.

“I need your help.”

Soon, she received a reply with just one word.

“Sure!”

She tightly clenched the phone in her palm, and a sinister smile appeared on her face.

...

At noon the next day, Michael personally made a trip and lightly placed the freshly printed conclusion on Henry's desk.

With a cigarette butt between his pale pink lips, Michael grinned carelessly, "Henry, congratulations on becoming a father!"

Henry's signing action suddenly paused. After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and picked up the paternity test report. As he quickly read through it, reaching the conclusion that their parent-child relationship was 99%, he slowly smiled. That smile seemed as cold as ice, capable of freezing one's bones.

He immediately called Maria and ordered her to check the box of unpackaged contraceptive pills in his bedroom.

A few minutes later, Maria replied, "Mr. Scott, the contraceptive pills expired two months ago."

"Alright."

Henry slammed his phone on the table, his gloomy features showing great anger, his face turning extremely unhappy.

At this point, he figured out everything!

Someone must have been secretly manipulating things and sent him a fake paternity test report to provoke the already fragile relationship between him and Emma.

Henry squinted, his face as cold as ice. Just as he was about to call and hold accountable the organization responsible for the fake report, his phone rang at the right moment.

As he answered the call, he heard the sharp sound of an ambulance in the background. Then, a medical staff member anxiously said, "Mr. Scott, Miss Campbell has had an accident. Please come to the hospital as soon as possible."

Upon hearing that, Henry suddenly straightened his body, raised his head, and the suspicion in his charming eyes gradually subsided.