Chapter 753 She Is Pure And Lustful
No one knew, but unexpectedly, Olive was the first to find out. Alpha put down his pen, rose, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. “When did you know?” he asked. He understood Annabelle's nature; she would be too embarrassed to reveal what had happened to anyone.
“Uncle Augustine, I checked Aunty Annabelle’s pulse. She’s very weak. I didn’t even consider this at the time,” Olive replied.
Annabelle had been single for years, with no man in her life. After her return, Alpha had slept with her twice.
“Where is Annabelle now? I’ll go find her,” Alpha stated.
“Uncle Alpha, Aunt Annabelle and I are flying to Imperial City; we’ll be waiting for you there,” Olive said before hanging up.
Alpha listened to the dial tone. Olive’s boldness surprised him; she had deliberately taken Annabelle and summoned him to Imperial City. He laughed angrily. “Reuben, prepare my private jet. We’re flying to Imperial.”
Olive hung up, satisfied. She had a plan to deal with Alpha, whose exception was Annabelle. She put away her phone and prepared to leave.
A charming voice interrupted, “Olive, how’s Annabelle?” Joyce appeared.
Olive’s headache returned. She didn’t want her mother involved, fearing Joyce’s anger towards Annabelle would jeopardize her plans.
“Mummy, Aunty Annabelle is fine.”
“Really?” Joyce eyed Olive suspiciously. “Olive, Alpha didn’t bully her, did he? He’s been alone for so long; we can’t let Annabelle fall into his hands again.”
“I understand, Mum…”
“Okay, I’ll go see Annabelle now,” Joyce insisted, still worried.
Olive quickly intervened, “Mummy…”
Joyce paused, studying Olive before blinking. “Olive, tell me the truth. Are you hiding something? What’s wrong with Annabelle?”
Olive knew she couldn’t hide it. She whispered, “Mummy, don’t tell anyone, I’m not sure yet, but I checked Aunty Annabelle’s pulse… it seems she’s pregnant.”
Joyce snorted. “Pregnant?” She clutched her dress, turning as if ready for a fight.
“Mummy, where are you going?” Olive asked.
“I’m going to find Alpha! That old fox, he impregnated Annabelle!”
“Mommy, calm down. Aunty Annabelle’s pulse was unclear; we need conclusive evidence. Let’s buy a pregnancy test and have her take it.”
Joyce glared. “If it’s positive, we’ll smash the test stick into Alpha’s face!”
“You’re not ashamed of yourself, Alpha Augustine!” Joyce yelled.
Olive sighed. Only Joyce dared to challenge Alpha.
“Yes, smash it in his face!” Olive agreed.
Joyce reluctantly relented. “Alright, I’ll buy a test. You and Annabelle wait here.”
“Okay, Mommy…”
Joyce left. Relieved, Olive sighed, then turned and ran off. “Sadie, drive! Let’s fly to Imperial City!”
Joyce, unaware she’d been left behind, walked toward the pharmacy. Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed, and she was pulled into the men’s restroom.
She looked up to see Damien’s handsome face. “Mr. Damien, why did you drag me into the men’s restroom? Do you want me to watch you pee?” Joyce asked, unhappy.
Damien frowned, his demeanor gloomy. She had left him a note and run away at the clubhouse. Now she was so shameless.
“Joyce, ‘pee’? Did you receive no education?”
Joyce found this funny. “Mr. Robert, what elegant word would you prefer?”
“Don’t change the subject!” Damien produced a small yellow card. “What is this? Who gave you the nerve?”
Joyce recognized it instantly; it was an address she’d left for him.
“Mr. Robert, why the face? Was the service unsatisfactory?” She leaned closer. His expression was indifferent.
Damien smelled her perfume, a pleasant scent that was addictive. He remembered their last kiss at the clubhouse.
“I don’t want this card,” Damien said. “I’ll return it.”
Joyce saw his indifference, as if she’d tarnished his reputation. He was from a respectable family. She found this amusing. “Okay, return the other thing then.”
“What other thing?”
“The sex doll I gave you,” Joyce winked. “You enjoyed it, right?”
Damien’s eyes darkened. “Forget it. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. I have things to do. I’m leaving.”
Joyce, in a red dress with a slit, revealed her legs as she departed.