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Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 104

Summary for Chapter 104: Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart

Summary of Chapter 104 – A turning point in Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia

Chapter 104 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart, written by Quirinus Amalia. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

In just a dozen or so seconds of video, Sage certainly recognized the car that had come into view from the video in his mobile phone. And he did not remember by mistake; today, his car was given to that woman to wash. How could she just randomly drive his car?

"This car in front seems to be yours, I also happen to recognize the one behind, it seems to be the Ashton Group's President, Morgan! Weren't you always competitors in the mall? How did you become good friend?" Carlo was extremely knowledgeable about cars, and the owner a few of them probably were known by him.

This time, Sage's expression was completely dark. This woman was driving his car to date whit Morgan, right? Damn it, what did this woman mean?

"What's wrong with you? Your car couldn't have been stolen! "Carlo asked in concern when he saw Sage's ugly expression.

"No one stole it, but a damned woman drove it away."

"A damned woman? You have a girlfriend?"

"I'll tell you later." Sage was to swallow his anger firstly and enter the dining hall.

Inside the elegant private room, Carlo's usually calming expression was also shocked by Sage's words for dozens of seconds. He looked at his good friend in disbelief, "You have a child? The mother of him is also the Eldest Miss of the Garcia Group?"

The Garcia Group was one of the top companies in the country. It started off as a metallurgical building material company, and in recent years it had undergone a series of transformations in the country. It had also dabbled in the jewelry industry, so Carlo was naturally paying close attention to its movements since he was in the business world.

Sometimes, kings of the business world like them paid attention to the business circles only for the sake of finding better prey to devour, such as a big fish in the sea eating small fish. Only the strong survive.

"Five years ago, I treated her like a prostitute. I didn't know she gave birth to a son for me?"

"Why would such a good thing happen to you?" Carlo burst into laughter.

Sage couldn't deny that this was indeed a joyous occasion, but now this woman had completely infuriated him.

"So she drove your car today, and you drove hers." After Carlo finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something. "If I remember correctly, Morgan and she had a relationship five years ago."

"You did not mistake it, she and Morgan were a damned couple five years ago." Sage snorted through gritted teeth.

Looking at his expression, Carlo felt that something was amiss. He smiled and said, "Sage, isn't this Miss Garcia very beautiful?"

"It's average. I can accept barely." Sage didn't admit that Moira was beautiful.

"You actually had the guts to do it if she was ordinary?" Carlo did not believe him.

"That night five years ago, I only wanted to solve my problem and didn't want to look at her at all, so I didn't know what she looked like until I found my son."

Carlo thought of something else, "Is that girl at Lorelei's concert? Was the girl playing the piano?"

"You noticed her?" A look of hostility instantly appeared in Sage's eyes.

Carlo's heart immediately tensed up. At the same time, the smile on his face also became a bit more playful. "My subordinates mentioned that they want me to sign her into my company. I've been busy lately and haven't had the time to think about it."

Perhaps Sage didn't know that his gaze had been filled with hostility just now, but at this moment, he rejected his friend's offer directly. "She won't be signed by any company."

"What is it? You're already able to stand up for her?" Carlo asked with a warm smile. There were actually a few hints of envy in his tone. He had seen her before, that girl was indeed very beautiful.

"I can make any decision for her."

Carlo finally understood. So it turned out that his good friend had fallen into a whirlpool of emotions. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since it's your girl, of course I wouldn't dare to take it."

"I want to use my car this afternoon. I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot downstairs at two o'clock sharp. Don't be late." Still resentful, Sage gave the order and then cut off the phone.

Moira let out a light breath and looked at the time on her phone. It was 12: 20. It seemed like she still had time to drive back.

In the main hall, Elias sat at the head of the table, Morgan and Molly sat next to him, while Melissa sat opposite to Elias and Moira sat opposite to Molly.

Moira didn't have any appetite at all and could only nibble the vegetables in front of her. Morgan's gaze was always on her, while Molly's gaze was also always on Morgan. Naturally, Molly could see Morgan's gaze towards Moira.

Molly was so jealous that she broke down. Holding a pair of chopsticks, she picked up a piece of chicken and placed it in Morgan's bowl. She smiled so happily and said, "Morgan, eating some chicken."

"Sorry, I don't eat chicken." Morgan said in a low voice.

Moira couldn't hold back her laughter as she heard Morgan's words from the table.

Not eat chicken?

Didn't Molly appear like a chicken in front of Morgan five years ago? Didn't Morgan also eat it?

The atmosphere at the dining table turned incomparably stiff. Moira raised her head and saw that Morgan was looking quite awkward, while Molly seemed to instantly understand what Moira was laughing at. She was so angry that her face turned red.

"Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom." Moira put down her chopsticks and left the table. She was truly afraid that she would laugh again.

Moira hadn't eaten much of this meal. She wanted to return the car to Sage, and when everyone was almost done eating, she said to her father, "Dad, I'll be leaving first."

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