The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 916

There was also a large bottle of Coke placed next to her. The female servants all covered their

mouths and chuckled, “Look, Mr. Turner’s pet is so interesting. All she does is eat and sleep.

“Her face is so chubby. She looks just like a piglet.”

Mya listened to their conversation and felt like a fool. She was smart enough to know that they

were simply mocking her for eating a lot and looked just like a pet pig kept by someone.

She could pretend not to hear them, but over time, she would eventually be bothered by their

comments.

Mya stopped eating the chicken drumstick in her hand, no longer finding it appetizing. At that

moment, she was dejected. She thought she must have stayed here for so long that everyone was

starting to get annoyed by her presence.

‘Maybe it’s better to go home,’ she thought to herself. Although it was nice to be there and to be

able to eat all kinds of different foods to satisfy her appetite every day. However, she was not

expecting her baby to grow so big all of a sudden.

However, at that time, Mya felt a sudden pain in her stomach. “Ouch, my stomach!

“My stomach hurts.”

The female servants exchanged glances as their expressions turned serious. All of them stopped

teasing her. “Could it have been the food?”

Another servant said, “The seafood and vegetables are all fresh. Could she be sick?”

They walked her to the sofa and helped her sit down. “Call the doctor over to check on her.”

“My baby… My baby’s going to die.” Mya cried.

‘Baby?’

Suddenly, everyone became nervous, finally realizing that it was something serious.

One of the female servants immediately went upstairs to report the situation.

In the study upstairs, Fred looked at the video playing on the projection screen until the short ten-

minute video ended.

Cecilia walked behind Fred, who was dressed in a black military uniform. Fred leaned back in his

chair as he rested his legs on the table and his hand against his forehead.

‘Interesting. I thought that someone like him would never fall for anyone,’ Cecilia mused.

The flash drive in Cecilia’s hand was the one that she had used to secretly record the Jardin

Corporation’s press conference.

Cecilia leaned over and caressed Fred’s ear before slipping her hand into his uniform. “If you want

her, I can help you. After all, Madelyn’s mother was the number one beauty of Ventropolis back

then. Doesn’t that make you want to get a taste of her? She could even be more interesting than

the pet you’re keeping now.”

Fred narrowed his cold gaze and glanced at her. He then smirked and pulled her into his arms,

causing Cecilia to fall on him. Her long legs, clad in black stockings, rested on the armrest, and

her buttocks were right against Fred’s crotch.

Fred lifted Cecilia’s chin with his rough fingers that were covered with calluses. “I can’t deny that

you’re a smart woman, but your intelligence might backfire on you.”

As he sniffed the high-end fragrance on her body, he looked at her figure and ran his fingers over

her sleek legs.

Cecilia tightened her legs subtly, but Fred showed no sign wanting her at all. She just could not

ignite the fire within him. Cecilia slowly rubbed her legs together as she guided his fingers

inside. She closed her eyes as if she was enjoying it and let out a soft hum. “Don’t you want her?

She can be yours anytime, with just a word.

“If you don’t do anything to him, he’ll always be above you. Remember, the current Zach is no

longer the same person who would work together with you! Hayson ran an underground

intelligence organization that holds many secrets on a lot of people in Ventropolis, so it’s a big

threat to you. If you want to get rid of him, I can help you.”

Fred, who had just been inside her, suddenly choked her delicate neck. “Are you trying to use me

to get rid of him?” Fred laughed fiercely, “How bold of you!”

Cecilia felt like she was suffocating. Her face turned red and Fred was still tightening his grip on

her throat.

“I-I-I just wanted to help you,” she sputtered, struggling to speak.

“Who do you think you are? Do you think you’re smarter than me?”

Suddenly, Fred whipped out a silver pistol and presse

Chapter 916

There was also a large bottle of Coke placed next to her. The female servants all covered their

mouths and chuckled, “Look, Mr. Turner’s pet is so interesting. All she does is eat and sleep.

“Her face is so chubby. She looks just like a piglet.”

Mya listened to their conversation and felt like a fool. She was smart enough to know that they

were simply mocking her for eating a lot and looked just like a pet pig kept by someone.

She could pretend not to hear them, but over time, she would eventually be bothered by their

comments.

Mya stopped eating the chicken drumstick in her hand, no longer finding it appetizing. At that

moment, she was dejected. She thought she must have stayed here for so long that everyone was

starting to get annoyed by her presence.

‘Maybe it’s better to go home,’ she thought to herself. Although it was nice to be there and to be

able to eat all kinds of different foods to satisfy her appetite every day. However, she was not

expecting her baby to grow so big all of a sudden.

However, at that time, Mya felt a sudden pain in her stomach. “Ouch, my stomach!

“My stomach hurts.”

The female servants exchanged glances as their expressions turned serious. All of them stopped

teasing her. “Could it have been the food?”

Another servant said, “The seafood and vegetables are all fresh. Could she be sick?”

They walked her to the sofa and helped her sit down. “Call the doctor over to check on her.”

“My baby… My baby’s going to die.” Mya cried.

‘Baby?’

Suddenly, everyone became nervous, finally realizing that it was something serious.

One of the female servants immediately went upstairs to report the situation.

In the study upstairs, Fred looked at the video playing on the projection screen until the short ten-

minute video ended.

Cecilia walked behind Fred, who was dressed in a black military uniform. Fred leaned back in his

chair as he rested his legs on the table and his hand against his forehead.

‘Interesting. I thought that someone like him would never fall for anyone,’ Cecilia mused.

The flash drive in Cecilia’s hand was the one that she had used to secretly record the Jardin

Corporation’s press conference.

Cecilia leaned over and caressed Fred’s ear before slipping her hand into his uniform. “If you want

her, I can help you. After all, Madelyn’s mother was the number one beauty of Ventropolis back

then. Doesn’t that make you want to get a taste of her? She could even be more interesting than

the pet you’re keeping now.”

Fred narrowed his cold gaze and glanced at her. He then smirked and pulled her into his arms,

causing Cecilia to fall on him. Her long legs, clad in black stockings, rested on the armrest, and

her buttocks were right against Fred’s crotch.

Fred lifted Cecilia’s chin with his rough fingers that were covered with calluses. “I can’t deny that

you’re a smart woman, but your intelligence might backfire on you.”

As he sniffed the high-end fragrance on her body, he looked at her figure and ran his fingers over

her sleek legs.

Cecilia tightened her legs subtly, but Fred showed no sign wanting her at all. She just could not

ignite the fire within him. Cecilia slowly rubbed her legs together as she guided his fingers

inside. She closed her eyes as if she was enjoying it and let out a soft hum. “Don’t you want her?

She can be yours anytime, with just a word.

“If you don’t do anything to him, he’ll always be above you. Remember, the current Zach is no

longer the same person who would work together with you! Hayson ran an underground

intelligence organization that holds many secrets on a lot of people in Ventropolis, so it’s a big

threat to you. If you want to get rid of him, I can help you.”

Fred, who had just been inside her, suddenly choked her delicate neck. “Are you trying to use me

to get rid of him?” Fred laughed fiercely, “How bold of you!”

Cecilia felt like she was suffocating. Her face turned red and Fred was still tightening his grip on

her throat.

“I-I-I just wanted to help you,” she sputtered, struggling to speak.

“Who do you think you are? Do you think you’re smarter than me?”

Suddenly, Fred whipped out a silver pistol and pressed it against Cecilia’s forehead.

d it against Cecilia’s forehead.