Chapter 714

Lawrence muttered, "I think he didn't want Winnie and I to regret it."

"But what's Ishara's kid got to do with Winnie? Oscar seems to care a lot about that kid. I don't get it. He should hate Ishara, so why care about her kid? He also says once the kid's born, I'll understand." Lawrence said.

Ray's eyes got even wider.

Next to him, Bryan frowned, "Oscar's a smart dude. Is he up to something? Why's he so bent on protecting that kid? Wait, protecting?"

Lawrence suddenly had a lightbulb moment, "Are you saying he's protecting Ishara's kid?"

"Seems pretty obvious." Ray tilted his head, "But if it's just your kid, Oscar should hate the product of your fling with Ishara, unless..."

Ray suddenly paused, feeling nervous, and looked at Lawrence with wide eyes.

Lawrence caught the look and widen his eyes.

'The only reason Oscar would care about that kid is if the kid might be Winnie's. Oscar loves Winnie the most.But, that's impossible!' Lawrence thought.

Lawrence's heart turned cold as he looked heavily at Bryan, "Bryan, check what Oscar's been up to lately. Has he been keeping tabs on Ishara? And his interactions with Leo."

"Okay, Mr. Rodriguez." Bryan was a bit confused, not knowing what Mr. Rodriguez suspected.

Ishara fled the hospital in a panic and had the taxi drive straight to Mars's villa.

She was scared.

If Lawrence could drag her to the hospital today, he could force her onto the operating table tomorrow.

She escaped, not knowing who cut the power to save her.

But she had to sort this out.

Obviously, Melanie falling down the stairs was reported by Lawrence. If he had a good relationship with Bentley, he would have already told Bentley about it.

Bentley probably suspected her, which was why he sent Lawrence to grill her.

Now, she could only seek Mars's help.

She knocked urgently on the villa door.

After a long time, Mars finally opened the door, holding a sexy woman in his arms, glaring at her impatiently, "What are you doing here?"

Ishara glanced at the woman in his arms, feeling a surge of irritation. He had clearly agreed to a deal with her.

But his actions showed he didn't take her seriously at all.

She got angry, "Mars, since we have a deal, I'm your girlfriend now. Don't bring such women home. What will others think of me?"

"I don't care what they think of you. You really live for others' opinions, Ishara." Mars scolded indifferently, "Don't push it. I already give you enough respect by letting others know you're close to me. Don't push it. What do you think you are?"

Ishara was very angry. But seeing Mars's fierce looks, she got scared. Mars was more venomous than a snake. She had to lower her tone, "Okay, Mr. Martin, I can ignore your private life as long as in the eyes of others, I'm your fiancée."

"I've shown you the paternity test, and you want this kid to ruin Lawrence in the future. So you have to help me." Ishara added.

"Lawrence reported Melanie's fall. I'm afraid Bentley will have the police investigate."

"If you could just talk to the cops, you could make this whole mess disappear, okay?" Ishara added.

Unexpectedly, Mars laughed sinisterly.

"What's so funny?" Ishara asked.

"Laughing at your greed. I only agreed to pretend to be with you. Now you want me to fix your problems?"

Mars grabbed her chin, "You still don't get it, do you? I won't announce you as my fiancée. You're not qualified, and with a kid, you even ruin the mood for me to sleep with you. What do you have to offer? A broken lab? If you really want to use someone, try Rock. I heard he wants to join the Blanchet Family recently, but Winnie hasn't agreed yet. Aren't you also from the Blanchet Family? Maybe you can get more benefits from him."

Mars pushed her away, "Don't bother me."

Ishara glared at him, wishing she could kill him.

Actually, he had been playing her all along. Now he wanted to kick her problem to Rock, a bad man.

'Rock, huh.' She thought about it and left in anger.

Back in the car, she vented her anger on the driver, calming down a bit. Looking down at her belly, she wished she could dig out the fetus to ease her anger.

Suddenly, she remembered something and said, "Michelle, find someone to check that hospital. I feel like someone helped me tonight. Otherwise, I couldn't have escaped Lawrence's control."

"Ms. Blanchet, who do you think it could be?" Michelle asked.

Ishara frowned, "When I was running down, I felt someone cleared the way for me, afraid I might fall. That means they were worried about the kid in my belly. Could this person know the truth about my kid?"

She suddenly panicked, "Investigate carefully."

"Ok," Michelle nodded.

In the cell, Olivia squatted until midnight, finally taking advantage of the lack of guards to crawl out through a vent on the wall with all efforts.

With a thud, she fell into the bushes, touched her aching back, and quickly got up, carefully identifying the villa's location.

There were still footsteps frequently coming in and out of a certain room, which must be Jeremy's room.

She gritted her teeth and waited under the wall until the moon was directly overhead. The footsteps in the corridor finally quieted down.

The wind brought a cool breeze with a hint of the sea.

As Loren had said, this place should be some distance from the sea and far from Trento City.

She figured she was probably on a cliff.

At that point, she touched the door. From the luxurious, heavy door came Alvin's suppressed breathing.

"Jeremy?" Olivia crouched and called anxiously.

But there was no response.

She looked around, opened the door, and quickly slipped inside, then closed it.

The room had a strong smell of disinfectant and medicine. It was a large suite. Olivia followed the faint light and saw Alvin's weak body lying on the bed.

"Jeremy." She ran to his side, seeing the veins bulging on his arm and the needle pulled out, blood dripping from his vein. She immediately pressed it, "Are you okay? This is terrible. How do you end up like this?"

"Who are you?" Alvin frowned tightly with his eyes closed.