Chapter 398: Confession and Storm

The air in the Jiang family villa living room was so thick with tension it felt hard to breathe. The crystal chandelier above cast a cold, unforgiving light on the scene, making the silence that had fallen between Maxwell Chen and Abigail Jiang feel like a physical weight. “She’s… pregnant?” Abigail’s voice was barely a whisper, a fragile sound that seemed to shatter the stillness. Her face, usually so vibrant and expressive, was a mask of pale disbelief. Her eyes, fixed on Maxwell,...