Chapter 945

Jenny paused. What did Minerva mean by suggesting she live a comfortable life with Rowan? “You… do you really not plan on using the child to trap Rowan into marriage?” Jenny couldn't believe it.

Minerva immediately called someone. “You’re Mr. Pierre Carson, the reporter, right? I’ve got a…”

“Got it! Minerva, I got it. Don’t worry. I’ll never appear before you again. I saw nothing today,” Jenny gushed, paling. She backed away, creating distance.

She suddenly understood her friend's meaning: wealthy women like Minerva appeared unfazed, but were actually ruthless. Confronting them was futile. She knew it now. Minerva and Joe were alike—merciless, with clear objectives. She confirmed Minerva had no interest in a lasting relationship with Rowan.

Considering Rowan as her last chance, and his insignificance to Minerva, left Jenny unsettled. After walking away, she turned back to see Minerva re-entering the hospital. Minerva probably wouldn't keep the baby, right? What she'd witnessed had to remain secret; Rowan couldn't find out. For some reason, she knew she couldn't allow Rowan to meet Minerva or learn of her pregnancy.

Skylar followed the doctor's orders, going downstairs for Joe's prescription. She encountered Minerva in the elevator and offered a greeting. Minerva was confused. “May I know who you are?”

“I don’t think you know me, Ms. Reid,” Skylar replied with a smile.

Minerva nodded. Many knew her in Jipsburg, but her memory wasn't good; she'd met countless people. However, she would likely remember someone as striking as Skylar. Suddenly, she recalled seeing Skylar's photo in a group chat; she was involved in a conflict with Vera.

“Are you Mr. Martin’s… girlfriend?” Minerva paused, considering her phrasing. Word spread quickly in their circles; they hadn’t called Skylar Joe’s girlfriend, but his lover. However, Minerva trusted her intuition; Skylar's eyes were pure, unlike others.

When Skylar heard Minerva call her Joe's girlfriend, she smiled and said, “Yes.”

“Nice to meet you, Ms. Sullivan,” Minerva offered her hand.

“Nice to meet you too,” Skylar replied, taking it.

“Could I get your number? I’m feeling unwell today. I’ll ask you out another time. I heard you work on Mr. Gardner Senior’s team; I might need your help in the future. We can discuss payment then,” Minerva said sincerely.