Claire Scott's relaxed mental state was instantly stretched taut. With terrified eyes, she looked at the man in front of her as if she had seen a ghost.
When he heard what the other line has said, his voice containing a trace of ecstasy, "Are you sure? Send the results in now." After Dempsey Wilson said what he needed to, he immediately cut off the line and continued to stare at Claire aggressively.
Claire gasped loudly as she looked at the man who is approaching her step by step, danger and pressure evident, that it made her want to escape.
"Did you hear what I've just said from our conversation?" Dempsey covered the excitement he was feeling with a stern expression.
Claire immediately covered her ears with her hands and shook her head, "No, I didn't hear anything!"
"Then, let me clearly tell you once again when the DNA comparisons arrive. I am the father of your children." When Dempsey uttered the word 'father', he failed to conceal the joy in his tone.
Claire felt like she was struck by lightning, her mind's blank and her ears are ringing. 'What is he talking about? How could the children be his? Could it be... Was he the bastard who ruined her innocence five years ago?'
"Speak! When did this happen? I don't remember ever sleeping with a woman with no striking looks..." Before Dempsey could recover from his ecstasy, he has already began questioning her.
Claire was still in a daze, unable to recover from the shock. 'No! Why is God being cruel to her? How could this man be her children's father? The people online has said that he's Alice Scott's financial backer and boyfriend, but she gave birth to this bastard's children. It's not true!'
Dempsey saw that the woman who was fiercely arguing with him earlier has a pale face and a hollow eyes that stared at nothingness as if she lost her soul. He suddenly felt pity for her. 'What the hell? This woman has bitten me until it bled the other night. Why should I pity her?'
"Don't play dead with me. When did you steal my seed?" Dempsey pulled the lifeless woman up from the couch. Her delicate body is so small and soft that it seemed like she would break at any moment under his big body.
"No... It's definitely not you... You lied to me. It's not you..." Claire softly muttered, her voice getting louder and louder, and finally became a low growl, "It is not you!"
"What's not me? So, we did sleep...?" Dempsey frowned, but remembered that in the past five years there was only one woman who he slept with, and that was Alice Scott.
Claire covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly. For the past five years, she had been thinking on how she would blow her top off and get her revenge at the man if they ever crossed paths again. But now that the truth is right in front of her, she tragically discovered that the other party could easily squash her to death like a small ant.
Dempsey Wilson hated women that cried in front of him, especially those that cried loudly. Claire's heart was currently in pieces. All the condescending looks, ridicule and grievances that she has suffered all these years turned into tears that slid down her face. Dempsey's handsome face tensed up, and he loosened the hands that was holding her. Like a rug that fell, Claire sat on the floor and continued to bawl her eyes for her unfair fate.
"The children are mine so you should be happy because you will soon receive $100m as a reward for raising them." Dempsey tried his best to calm the excitement in his heart, but the woman in front of him is crying like someone has just died, which made him very annoyed. He just wanted her to take the money and send her off. After saying that, he took out a check book and a pen from his suit jacket pocket, and neatly wrote one hundred million as well as his name. He tore it from the book and handed it over to her, "Take this. This is what you deserve."