"Howard Geoffrey, you have no right to change the child's birth certificate. The custody is mine..."
Howard Geoffrey interrupted her, sounding indifferent, "If you want to discuss it with me, come out and open the door."
Ah, open the door?
Becca stared blankly at the door; their call had already been hung up.
A minute later, Becca took the buzzer and stepped out of the room.
Just as she opened the door, she saw him leisurely leaning against the car from afar, arms crossed, with that expensive tourbillon watch on his wrist shining brightly in the sun.
Bastard, he actually lied to her, saying he returned to New York!!
Becca walked down the steps, heading towards him.
When she was about three meters away, she halted, looked at him coldly, and questioned, "Why did you change the name on the child's birth certificate?"
Howard Geoffrey's dark eyes flashed with wicked gleam, his lips curled into a barely noticeable arc, "You're so far, I can't hear you."
