Chapter 572: Chapter 572

Alaric Faulkner, who was with the Keating Family in K country, received a call from the Faulkner Family informing him that Faye Sterling was pregnant and asking him to return immediately to handle the situation.

Alaric Faulkner curled a mocking smile.

At that moment, Eleanor Sterling happened to walk in from outside. Alaric Faulkner pulled her over and whispered, "I have good news for you."

Eleanor raised an eyebrow, "What good news?"

"Faye Sterling is pregnant."

Eleanor wanted to punch him twice. Was that so-called good news for her?

What did Faye’s pregnancy have to do with her?

She wasn’t the one who got Faye pregnant.

Alaric chuckled softly; he was just teasing her. The real good news wasn’t this.

"I expedited the clinical trial. The drug Moira Ray needs should be available soon, and she’ll be able to use it then."

Alaric smirked and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Thanks to me, we could accelerate the timeline; otherwise, you’d have to wait another year. How will you thank me?"

Thinking of Yvette Ray made Eleanor feel a headache coming on.

Yvette was still being kept under house arrest by Ronan Keating, leaving Moira Ray alone.

Eleanor squinted her eyes.

This man was doing this to exploit her, a classic heartless businessman.

"I thank you on Yvette’s behalf."

Alaric frowned, showing dissatisfaction, "I accept Yvette’s thanks, but what about yours?" The source of thɪs content is NoveI★Fire.net

"I’ll treat you to dinner?"

His voice was hoarse, "I’d rather have you."

As he spoke, his hands began misbehaving, caressing her lower back with a teasing ambiguity.

Eleanor grabbed his mischievous hand, "Stop it, we’re at the Keating Family’s house. Who knows if they’ve installed cameras to monitor us? If you don’t want others watching a live adult film, you better behave."

Alaric gave a cold laugh, "Ronan wouldn’t dare."

Of course, Eleanor knew he wouldn’t dare; she just used it as an excuse to stop him.

"Alright, back to business, did you just say Faye Sterling is pregnant?"

"Yes, mine," Alaric said with a smile.

If Alaric hadn’t been with her the whole time recently, Eleanor might have believed him.

The last time they saw Faye was at the pharmaceutical conference in Lyria.

At that time, Alaric had arranged for those two kidnappers to be with her; could it have been then?

Confused, Eleanor asked, "Is it from those two people in Lyria?"

"They took precautions."

"Then how could Faye still be pregnant? Was it an accident?"

Just as she finished her words, Alaric’s phone rang. He casually picked it up and glanced at it.

Then a smile, cold as ice, appeared on his thin lips. Curious, Eleanor took his phone and looked at it.

It was Faye’s medical report.

Her gaze fell on the gestational age; it’s been two months already?

But they had left Lyria only about a month ago.

Unless it was a mistake, or the child was conceived before they arrived in Lyria.

Eleanor thought the latter was more likely.

With a mocking smile, she said, "Faye followed you to Lyria, planning to trap you and pin an already conceived child on you."

Eleanor reached out, gently caressing Alaric’s cheek, smiling as she said, "Congratulations, President Faulkner, on becoming a father. The sister you wanted might just be here already."

Alaric wasn’t angry; tightening his grip around Eleanor’s waist, he coldly laughed, "Can someone else’s child be pinned on me?"

He rolled over, pressing her beneath him.

"Since Eleanor likes kids so much, why don’t we make one ourselves?"