My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1641

Ian did not look up. Instead, he lowered his voice and said, "That's none of your business. You just need to know that I love Anne more than you do. I won't let her stay in this battlefield of a family."

This sudden change caught me off guard, and Ian's lawyer took the lead immediately. He voiced a series of questions that left me speechless. "In the future, when Anne grows up and find out that she and her siblings don't look alike, what would say, Miss Reid? Will Anne be happy facing her grandmother, Valerie Lawson's discrimination? Not to mention she was the chief culprit in Anne's biological mother's death? The most important thing, Miss Reid, is that you have accidentally lost your babies twice. Anne was also kidnapped and ended up having acute leukemia because of the incident. Mr. Ian doubts that you and Mr. Roberts can protect Anne well as parents..."

Until they left, my brain was buzzing. Ian's lawyer was indeed good at talking. As a lawyer, he did a good job, but as a human, he had been too cruel. I was extremely familiar with the legal procedures here. Just the fact that I had once put Anne in danger, would be enough for the judges and juries to make the final decision.

Ian had a wife. Although they weren't a wealthy family, they were financially comfortable. They were able to accommodate Anne materially. Even if the net worth of our assets was involved, I had no chance of success. Compared with going through twists and turns, the law would side with the reason that children should grow up safely.

Hendrix had not appeared for a day, and my heart was stifled. Hence, I called Freya on the phone and said with a bitter smile, "I haven't gotten my lawyer's certificate, but I've already managed to sit at the defendant's seat."

When Freya heard that Anne was going to be taken away, she patted her chest and promised me. "That lawyer has a mean mouth, huh? He's just offending you, but I've got something better. Don't worry. With me here, no one will dare to touch my goddaughter."

After I put down the phone, I smiled bitterly for a moment as I exited the chat room. Then, I turned around and went to Anne's room. I was really worried about whether I could keep her here, with the way Ian and his lawyer were stirring trouble.

It was nine o'clock. Anne should already be sleeping at this time. When I opened the door, my actions were very soft. As soon as I opened the door, I heard Anne's adorable babbling.

She rambled on, "... And cotton candy. I'm home now. Miss Zanes, please bring me this next time. Mom won't let me eat it!"

Miss Zanes? Which Miss Zanes? Out of curiosity, I crept in and saw Anne sitting in front of the computer, video-chatting.