The CEO's Unplanned Heir novel Chapter 12

Jessica cast her a glance. She knew all about it. Her heart condition was a concern for Leopold, who, in his anxiety, had shared the truth with her.

"You know how Leopold is, once he's made up his mind, no one can change it," she said, clutching her chest in feigned distress. "My poor grandchild, just like that…gone. Every time I think of it, it breaks my heart. I need to lie down."

With a wave of her hand, a housemaid rushed to her side, helping her up the stairs. Jessica was no fool, she saw through Elowen's act.

Leopold entered the room, an icy, serious expression on his face. "That's in the past, no one is to speak of it again."

Elowen didn't want to bring it up, but she was anxious. She was afraid he would deceive her, perhaps secretly keeping the child.

"Leopold, why do you still keep Aurelia in the company? Aren't you afraid she'll reveal the truth about the child?"

Leopold narrowed his eyes, a warning chill emanating from him. "That's none of your concern. The fact that I haven't held you accountable for Kelly's situation should make you grateful."

Elowen shivered. "Are you defending her?"

"I've always been able to separate my personal and professional life. If you dare to interfere with Aurelia again, I won't forgive you."

With that, Leopold turned and ascended the stairs, not wanting to waste another glance on her. Elowen was terrified.

In the past, although Leopold was always cold to her, he had never warned her about a woman. That was weird!

"Leopold, Aurelia is not a good woman. Her personal life is a mess, she's had several boyfriends. Maybe she was already pregnant before the artificial insemination, and the child isn't yours at all. It's good that you're smart and aborted the child, otherwise, you'd be deceived by her."

Elowen tried to tarnish Aurelia's image, hoping to arouse Leopold's suspicion.

Leopold paused momentarily, then continued up the stairs.

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These days, Aurelia's pregnancy symptoms were getting more intense. She felt nauseous whenever she was hungry.

She could only keep some snacks at hand to curb the nausea. A call came from the reception desk, someone was looking for her.

Outside was a strange middle-aged woman, dressed in designer clothes, clearly wealthy.