CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

When they arrived at the old, abandoned park on the outskirts, Nash finally came face to face with the so-called Mrs. Lowe.

"She's the parent of that student who fought with Orion," Nina whispered, surprised that Pharaoh had gone so far as to abduct this person. Had Mrs. Lowe somehow offended Pharaoh?

Upon seeing Nina, Mrs. Lowe became extremely agitated. She was struggling to break free and rush toward Nina. Her eyes blazed with hatred, as if she wished to tear Nina to pieces.

Nash signaled Pharaoh's men to remove the rag stuffed in Mrs. Lowe's mouth.

"I won't let you get away with this! I'll make sure you're utterly ruined, no-I'll destroy your reputation and leave you with nothing!" Mrs. Lowe spat venomously.

Pharaoh's men moved to gag her again. However, Nash stopped them and, in a moment of frustration, kicked Mrs. Lowe. She cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face, yet she continued to hurl insults. "Meeting you like this wasn't the right approach, I admit," Nash said coolly. "But Mrs. Lowe, is it? What's your husband's name, by the way? Would you care to share that with us?"

"You think someone like you has the right to know my husband's name? Let me go now, or once I'm free, I'll have him sue you all and make sure you're locked up for good," Mrs. Lowe snarled, spitting in Nash's direction. Nash couldn't dodge in time, and the spit landed on his clothes. He frowned in disgust, removed his jacket, and tossed it on the ground.

With a cold smile, he said, "There's only one prominent Lowe family in Birkham, but you're not part of it. Stop trying to use someone else's name to intimidate me. If you cooperate now, maybe I'll leave you with an intact body." He didn't need to raise his voice or look menacing. The calm way he spoke those words sent a chill through Mrs. Lowe, leaving her speechless.

"You... you..." she stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"I'll give you two options," Nash continued. "You tell me who you really are and then call your husband so I can speak with him. Or, you can keep playing tough, and I'll leave these two men here with you Whatever they decide to do won't interfere."

Nash sneered. "Oh, and by the way, my name is Nash York. I'm sure there's no other Nash York in Birkham, is there?"

Mrs. Lowe's face went pale with shock, her eyes filled with hopelessness. She never imagined she would cross paths with someone like Nash York.

Without even thinking, she began to beg, "Mr. York, I was wrong. Please, let me go. I know I made a mistake. I promise, I'll have my son apologize to your son, no-he'll follow your son around and serve him."

"A member of the Lowe family serving my son? That doesn't seem quite appropriate, does it?" Nash replied with a faint, mocking smile.

Mrs. Lowe dropped to her knees

with a thud. 'I'm not from that Lowe family. My husband's last name is Lowe, but we're just small

businesspeople. We're just

nobodies. Mr. York, please elProperty © NôvelDrama.Org.

be

generous and forgive my ignorance."

Nash turned to Nina, gently ruffling her hair as he asked softly, "What do you think?"

Nina bit her lip and pouted, feeling conflicted.

Nash's expression immediately hardened as he faced Mrs. Lowe again. "My wife isn't satisfied with your apology. Here's the deal. When you manage to earn her forgiveness, I'll consider answering your question." Mrs. Lowe tried to crawl towards Nina, but the two men behind her held her back.

Nina stood up and began to walk away. Pharaoh's interference had completely derailed her plan. This

was something that could have set

In

been resolved through legal means. However, now it had become unnecessarily complicated.

She was furious, angry at Pharaoh for acting on his own. After all, this was Birkham, not Yaren Tribe.

She wanted to call Pharaoh immediately and give him a piece of her mind, even if he was her father.