Charles Prescott sized her up. She hadn't been here for a while, so he'd assumed he had won, that he'd never have to see Anne Sutton with Nathan Fawcett again.
He had never imagined she would return, and pregnant no less!
He said to Anne Sutton, "Are you this happy to be carrying his child?"
His voice was laced with a sense of loss.
His own fiancée had left him—without him even agreeing to it—gotten together with another man, and was now carrying that man's child. And she was so happy about it.
Anne Sutton said, "I suppose."
"Congratulations!" Charles Prescott said. "Your child is going to become the heir of the Fawcett family."
"Congratulations to you too, Mr. Prescott," Anne Sutton said, mimicking his passive-aggressive tone. "If all goes according to plan, you're about to be ousted."
'He's no longer the sole heir of the Fawcett Group. Let's see how smug he can be now!'
