"You're saying the child is his?" His glare was murderous.
Xia Tian remained evasive, straightening her spine to project an air of defiance. "Of course! So stop harassing me, or I'll call the police!"
'This woman... Not only has she forgotten me completely, but now she's threatening to call the police?'
Yuri Sinclair had never felt so defeated. He turned, a cold smirk on his face. "We'll see if the child is mine when the paternity test comes back. Until then, the boy stays with me. You can go wherever you want."
"You! You psycho!" Xia Tian raged, and everyone in the conference hall turned to stare at her.
Keith Flores glanced at the man weaving through the crowd, who stood head and shoulders above the rest. His brow suddenly furrowed.
His gaze flickered to the devastated Xia Tian in the corner, and a hint of uncertainty arose within him. 'Could Xia Tian really be Ashley Bowen?'
'I have to find out immediately!'
