Chapter 488
Chapter 488
"Don't tell the Moore family," Lucille said quickly.
Although this child was definitely Franklin's, if she told the Moore family, they would definitely put
pressure on Franklin and make them remarry.
At that time, the relationship between her and Franklin might not be reversed.
"Why?" Alma did not understand. "What's wrong with you? Are you going to raise the child alone?"
"No! Our daughter cannot suffer in vain. Furthermore, it's the heir of the Moore family. I heard that
Franklin is the eldest of the family, and his parents are anxious for a grandchild. How can we keep it a
secret?
This time, Alma was shameless and for the first time in her life, she referred to Lucille as 'our daughter'.
All of a sudden, she recognized Lucille as her daughter.
"He and I are divorced."
If Alma yelled at her, Lucille could refute, but at that moment, Alma was in a good mood and Lucille did
not know what to say.
"You can still remarry after the divorce. Are you embarrassed? I'll call them for you."
As Alma spoke, she picked up the phone and was about to make a call.
"No, don't!" Lucille was anxious when she saw the number being dialed. She took the phone and
stuttered, "This... This child... is not Mr. Moore's."
"What did you say?" Alma was surprised.
"I knew it," Natasha said proudly.
"Lucille, how can you do such a shameful thing!" Marvin, who originally thought that the child was
Franklin's, became very anxious.
"Lucille! You really are shameless!"
When Alma heard that the child was not Franklin's, she immediately showed her true colors and raised
her hand to shove Lucille.
She thought that Lucille was weak and would not do such a thing as to cheat.
As long as the child belonged to the Moore family, even if Franklin did not want to marry Lucille again,
she could ask the Moore family for some money.
However, Lucille's words destroyed her wishful thinking!
"Lucille, who is the father of the child? Does President Moore know?"
Natasha pretended to be a good person at this time, but actually, she secretly felt very happy.
"I... I'll go first!" Lucille knew that there was nothing more she could say about this matter.
She could only walk out.
When Alma was agitated just now, she left a gap at the bedroom door. Lucille took the opportunity to
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Before she closed the door, she heard Alma making a fuss with Marvin. "Hubby, look at your daughter.
She does not behave in a manner that a wife should!"
When Lucille came out of the house, she was frantic.
The pregnancy was revealed, and she personally admitted that the baby was not Franklin's. With
Natasha around, this matter would definitely be known to Franklin sooner or later.
What she feared most was that Franklin would also believe this lie.
In fact, that was the case.
The next day, Natasha had already put on a beautiful makeup and stood at the front desk to wait for
Franklin.
When Franklin turned 30 years old, he did not live as glamorously as he did when he was in his 20s.
He gradually shifted his focus to his work.
He would go to the company early every morning.
That day, it was the same.
Natasha stood at the front desk. When she saw Franklin, she said in high spirits as usual, "Hello,
President Moore."
Franklin was as he usually was. He did not even look at Natasha and went straight inside.
Natasha saw that Franklin had ignored her and shouted, "President Moore! Please wait a minute!"
It was the time when the company employees went to work. When she shouted, everyone looked at
them.
Franklin had to stop his steps and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Ahh... Do you have time? I want to speak to you privately. It's about a very important matter."
Natasha thought that Franklin was not aware of Lucille's pregnancy. She believed that she held onto a
big secret.
Franklin glanced at her and said directly, "I'm not free."
After that, he continued to walk inside.
Natasha looked at the person who was about to enter. She was in a hurry and shouted, "It's about
Lucille!"
When she said this, Franklin stopped again. He looked at Natasha, hesitated for a moment, looked at
his watch, and said, "Then you can come up at 11.10am. I will give you 20 minutes."
"Okay!" Natasha nodded quickly.
Lena Luther, who was a front desk receptionist like her, looked at Natasha in disbelief. "Are you crazy?
Isn't your sister divorced from President Moore? What else do you want to say to him?"
Franklin's company was not very big. This matter spread like wildfire among his colleagues.
"Haha, I did not know why my sister divorced President Moore before, but I found out yesterday."
Natasha thought that what had happened the day before was a big deal, and she could not keep the
news to herself for a long time. Now that Lena asked her about it, she could not wait to tell her the
secret.
"Why is that?"
"Because my sister cheated on him." Natasha’s face was full of pride. This was the most ideal result in
her mind.
"What? No way. Your sister cheated on President Moore?" Lena did not dare to believe it.
"It's true. Yesterday..."
Natasha told her everything without hesitation.
When it was 11.10am, Natasha hurried upstairs to tell Franklin about this matter.
This was the first time Natasha had entered Franklin's office. To be honest, it was much bigger than
Marvin's.
There was a large office table with a white leather sofa and a coffee table next to it. There was also a
small drinks bar on the other side.
When Natasha went in, Franklin was making coffee for himself.
"What can I do for you?" Franklin's voice was as pleasant as it usually was, and no one could guess his
emotions.
"President Moore... This matter is very shocking. I hope you can calm down after hearing it, although I
was also very shocked yesterday..." Natasha said cautiously.
"Say it."
"Yesterday, my sister came to our house and then..."
"Get to the point."
Natasha wanted to tell Franklin as how she had told Lena in detail, but was interrupted mercilessly by
Franklin.
"Okay." Franklin's indifference did not affect her provocation and she said directly, "My sister is
pregnant and we all thought the child was yours. Yesterday, when my mother said she wanted to
discuss the matter with your parents, my sister said that the child was not yours..."
When Franklin heard her words, his hand paused from stirring the coffee, and his lips, which had
always been with a faint smile, pursed into an impatient straight line.
After a while, he turned to look at Natasha and asked, "Did she say it herself?"
"Yes." Natasha pretended to look apologetic. "President Moore, I'm sorry. My sister used to be very
good. I really don't know that she's such a person..."
"I see. You can leave now."
As soon as she heard that Franklin wanted to chase her away, Natasha quickly pretended to be sincere
and said, "President Moore, I can't defend my sister's behavior, but as her sister, I apologize to you on
her behalf."
As she spoke, she stood still and bowed deeply.
She sounded very apologetic.