"What are you talking about?" I fold my arms.
"Baby boy?" Sly called out to me before his eyes landed on Kira, who was crying softly.
"My stomach. God!" She cried out in fake pain.
"Stop pretending, we all—"
"Kira?" Sly ran over to where she was on the floor.
"What's wrong? Why are you on the floor." He helped the conniving female you from the floor as I watched them with my arms folded, and my brows raised.
"Lee pushed me," She cried out.
"What?" I narrowed my eyes at her. "You lying—"
"Why did you push her, baby boy?" Sly asked as he helped her to sit on a chair before he turned to face me.
"I didn't push her. She was the one who fell by herself. Why will I push her?"
"Lee, you know she's pregnant. I know—"
"Lee? You called me, Lee?"
"Baby boy, see—"
Kira started crying, "my baby. I think my baby. Oh, my." She placed her hand on her stomach as she tried to pretend to be in pain.
