The living room was silent for a moment.
Madeline Carter listened to Christopher Robinson's mention of Annie Sutton's name and fell silent.
Christopher Robinson leisurely swallowed his saliva, smiled faintly and said, "Did you guess it?"
Madeline Carter was sitting in the chair, her hand trembling slightly. "I don't believe it."
Christopher Robinson responded with a light smile, seemingly in a good mood today. He didn't show any anger at Madeline's disbelief and instead replied indifferently, "Whatever you want."
"Annie Sutton couldn't have done such a thing. She's in a high position; how could she do something so demeaning?"
If that child really was in Annie Sutton's hands, she didn't dare to think about it.
What about everything that happened back then?
"What you think is impossible doesn't mean it's impossible for her," Christopher Robinson closed the bottle and smiled faintly, "Do I need to remind you why you chose to have this child in the first place?"
