Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 139

Grayson was pulling a long face and spoke in a deep voice, "Miss Lane, we're just giving some friendly advice. Don't go too far.”

"Am I going too far? Even though you're powerful and influential, you're both too old to be pulling tricks like this. Please don't attempt to turn everything upside down.” Anger surged in my heart, and I heard myself being rude.

"Since you're unwilling to listen to our advice, you may leave. Don't blame us for playing dirty after this." The expression on Grayson’s face changed, and he spoke in an authoritative tone.

"Fine by me." Even though he looked scary, I had become immune after dealing with Tyler and Theo for so many years. Scary men could no longer scare me.

I left the coffee shop right away. I was a little unsure about Grayson's threat. After all, his network of people was complicated. Still, I did not take the threat to heart.

Once I entered the company, Xander called. "Wandy, it's been a while since we last met. Would you like to join me for lunch?" "No, I'm busy." I was in a bad mood, and my tone

sounded annoyed.

"Is Theo that short of money to exploit a pregnant woman's labor? Why don't you stand by my side? I'm willing to become the child's father. Even if I'm not as rich, I'll make sure you can live a comfortable life."

"Oh, by the way, where’s your father?" What Xander said reminded me of Petra. That woman was really something. She had several men swarming around her, and every one of them was rather impressive.

This topic caught Xander off guard. He kept quiet and took a while to respond. "Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"Nothing. I'm just curious." It was out of pure curiosity.

"Come over to my house. I’ll make something for you t o fill up your stomach. I’ll satisfy your curiosity as well."

"Never mind. I'm hanging up now. I still have work to d o.” Then, I was about to hang up.

"Wandy, you seem to be treating me colder and colder. I feel sad, unhappy, depressed..." Xander said in an aggrieved tone.

I held my forehead and thought that I had indeed been too tired to talk to people recently. I had not been keeping in touch with him as well. I said, "I'll treat you to a surf and turf dinner when I'm free."

"You promised! I'll be waiting." I could hear the excitement in his voice like a child who got to eat

candy.

After some small talk, I hung up the phone.