Seeing this situation, Molly Walker's lips curled up coldly: "What does Mr. Jenkins want to do? Play kidnapping?"
Mr. Jenkins laughed: "I heard that you had a fetal gas problem before. Our family has an old Chinese doctor who is good at treating this kind of issue. You'll stay here for a few days, and if you need anything, you can talk to the housekeeper."
Hearing this, Molly knew that Mr. Jenkins had no intention of letting her go.
If she stayed here, whether the baby would be secured or aborted was unknown. She could imagine that if the baby didn't change his surname to Jenkins, Mr. Jenkins might keep her here forever.
"I don't want to trouble Mr. Jenkins. I'm not used to living in someone else's house." She glanced coldly at the bodyguards, furrowing her brows.
There were seven or eight bodyguards, all of them strong and burly. They stood in front of her, revealing no gaps in their imposing presence.
