Chapter 320

Orson looked at the ultrasound report and scanned it. "It's only been a month," he said. "I've heard her relationship with Henry is quite complicated. If she's really carrying his child, this affects the relationship between the Stewart and Bennet families."

The Lark and Stewart families were old friends, so he dared to say this. Otherwise, people might have considered him mocking the Stewarts.

"Does she know?" Evander asked.

Orson shook his head. "She shouldn't. I've instructed the hospital staff not to tell her for now. Plus, she's currently very troubled."

"She may not even be able to save herself, let alone the baby," Orson added.

The others were silent. Finally, Callum spoke. "Since the news of the Stewart family's troubles spread, everyone in their circle has distanced themselves from her. I've been keeping an eye on her, and I haven't seen her contact any suspicious individuals. I'm not sure if it's a diversion tactic."

Percival took the ultrasound report, a complicated look in his eyes. He stared at the words, his heart heavy. His widowed mother was unexpectedly pregnant, and the child might be Henry's. Odalys had married him to bring good luck, and Henry was her older brother. His mother having an affair with his wife's brother was shocking enough, but a child?

"Let'slet's study this," Percival said hoarsely.

He took the ultrasound report upstairs, pushing open the door to his study. Lost in thought, he stood by the window, clutching the report tightly.

He muttered, "You are pregnant with Henry's child? You've been trying to kill me, but you are pregnant with another man's child. All these years, you've been informing the Bennet family about my illness. The Bennet family wants me dead! And you are getting closer and closer to them, even stooping to having an affair with Henry. Do you want the Bennet family to swallow up the Stewart family, or do you have other plans?"

Percival fell silent, wondering if someone was trying to make the Bennet family appear incompetent to confuse everyone. He stood rooted to the spot, lost in thought.

At 5:30 a.m., Odalys arrived at Magic Entertainment. Cars were parked outside, and the company's main entrance was open, decorated with fresh flowers.

"Freya?" Odalys asked, entering with her car keys.

Freya was wiping a table, while Selah made coffee.

"O-Odalys, you're here?" Freya finished correcting herself as soon as she heard her voice.

Selah poured her a cup of coffee. "Good morning, Odalys!" she said with a cheerful laugh.

"Why are you here so early?" Odalys asked softly.

A group of girls stood hesitantly by the door. Seeing Odalys, they blushed.

The girl at the front said, "Odalys! We're all your fans. We heard about what happened on your livestream last night, and we were worried that haters might harass you, so we've been guarding outside. Don't worry, we won't disturb you. Look! We're all under the tree, keeping our distance."

Odalys saw a large crowd of people standing under a tree in the distance, watching from afar.

"It's such a hot day. You should all go about your business. Don't worry about me. I can handle my own affairs," Odalys said softly. She had no idea she had such a loyal fanbase.

"We're not busy! This morning, a group of people crowded here, trying to get tickets from you when you opened the door. We persuaded them to leave, and they are waiting outside now. They will come back when you say so," the girl said excitedly.

Odalys was even more shocked. She thought there was no one outside because business was poor, but her fans had cleaned up for her.

"Odalys, I want my fortune told." A dust-covered, middle-aged man with red eyes stood nearby, his clothes tattered, clearly hesitant to approach. The fans had apparently warned him.

"What do you want?" Odalys asked.

The man, a little taken aback by her directness, subconsciously clutched his collar.

"I want to ask if I can still have children in this life?" he choked out.

His words startled the fans; it was unusual for a man to ask about having children.

Seeing his embarrassment, Odalys stepped forward. "Look up at me," she said softly.

He looked up, startled. Odalys smiled sarcastically. "Isn't it enough that you strangled so many children to death with your own hands?"

"No, I didn't!" Keylor (presumably the man's name, though it's unclear from the original text) cried, backing away in fear as Odalys approached.

"Your family is poor, and your wife works to support you, but you spend her money lavishly," Odalys stated clearly and loudly. "Every time she was pregnant, you beat her, thinking she was cheating, causing near-miscarriages. After the child was born prematurely, you strangled it to death in front of her. Now she wants to escape; you broke her leg and tied her at home. She hasn't been pregnant for half a year. You got her pregnant again, and she doesn't want to give birth to your child, so you beat her even more. Am I right?"

Everyone was stunned. They had initially pitied the man, but now they knew the truth. He was a violent man who abused his wife and spent her money.

"No, I didn't! You're talking nonsense! Odalys, you're a liar! None of you women are good!" the man roared, struggling against Francis and Stellan, who had restrained him.

This cleaned-up version addresses numerous grammatical errors, punctuation issues, and inconsistencies in the original text. It also improves sentence structure and flow for better readability. Some minor ambiguities remain because of unclear phrasing in the original.