Chapter 2

The next morning, I arrived at the courthouse.

Austin was already waiting. To my surprise, Brenda was there too.

She was wearing a flashy red designer dress and holding a large designer handbag. Behind her stood a middle-aged man in glasses.

"This is Mr. Davis," Brenda said, pointing at the man with a smug grin. "He’s a top lawyer. He’s here to make sure you don't take a single penny from my son."

Looking at her ugly attitude, I just wanted to laugh.

Austin walked up to me, looking slightly guilty.

"To fulfill my mother's wish... I've had to wrong you."

"I don't feel wronged at all."

I pulled a document from my bag and slapped it onto his chest.

"The asset waiver. I’ve already signed it."

He froze, holding the paper.

Brenda snatched it away instantly, scanned it quickly, and her face lit up with joy.

"Now that's more like it." She turned to the lawyer. "Mr. Davis, take a look. Is there any loophole?"

The lawyer checked the paper carefully.

"The agreement is perfect. All signatures are valid."

Brenda nodded happily and stuffed the document into her bag, as if she was terrified I would take it back.

Watching her, I sneered in my heart.

She thought I was giving up millions.

She had no idea that what I was taking away was their priceless "family heir."

While we were processing the paperwork, Austin’s phone buzzed.

He glanced at the screen, and his face instantly turned awkward.

I caught a glimpse of the screen. It was a Snapchat message from Hailey, attaching an ultrasound photo.

I laughed inwardly.

The dates on that ultrasound were completely wrong.

According to her timeline, if she was really three months pregnant, the gestational age on the scan shouldn't look like that.

In other words, that baby probably wasn't even Austin's.

Austin noticed me looking and quickly locked his screen.

"I’ll text her back later," he mumbled.

I said nothing and continued filling out my form.

The drama was just getting started anyway.

Once the paperwork was finalized, the clerk handed us our divorce certificates.

I took mine and stuffed it into my bag without even opening it.

Austin looked like he wanted to say something, but I had already turned my back on him.

Just as I reached the exit, a sudden wave of nausea hit me.

I covered my mouth and couldn't help but gag.

Brenda immediately took three steps back in disgust.

"We’re already divorced, so stop acting sick. It's bad luck."

I took a deep breath, forcing down the urge to throw up.

Right at that moment, a black Maybach pulled up in front of the steps.

The window rolled down, revealing Ethan Vance in the driver's seat.

"Get in. Your prenatal appointment is booked."

The air instantly froze.

Brenda's eyes went wide, and Austin stood frozen in shock.

Without hesitating, I pulled open the door and stepped inside.

Austin finally snapped out of it and rushed forward, banging on the car window.

"What prenatal appointment? Who is pregnant?!"

Ethan rolled down the window just an inch, casting a freezing look at him.

"None of your business."

He stepped on the gas, and the car sped away.

In the rearview mirror, I saw Austin standing frozen on the pavement, his face as pale as a sheet.

Brenda’s mouth was wide open, looking like a fish gasping for air.

God, that felt good.

**Chapter 3**

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