Previously, Elizabeth White's tear-jerking acts never failed to work on Felix Shaw, but this time, upon hearing her grievance-stricken sobs, Felix felt inexplicably annoyed. He rubbed his handsome face irritably and said impatiently, "Alright, Elizabeth, I'm really busy right now. Let's talk when I have dealt with some things and we can meet."
"How long will that be?" Elizabeth asked, still in a tone of grievance. Felix sighed and promised, "No more than a week at the latest."
After hanging up the phone, Elizabeth's lips curled into a smug smile, and the pitiable expression on her face disappeared. Looking ahead, her eyes hid a clear calculation.
As for the sudden little life inside her, she had never intended to keep it. Her career was on the rise, and if she stopped to have a baby, not to mention whether Felix would take responsibility, by the time she gave birth, she feared there would be no place for her in this circle anymore.
