Child.
His only hope now could only be pinned on Maeve Lane having his child.
Miles Hughes comforted, "Young Master, maybe the Young Mistress has also been hesitating during this time."
Julian Fairchild abruptly stood up, a layer of frost appearing in his eyes, "Hesitating, to leave me?"
He suddenly laughed, "In this lifetime, I will never let go."
"Miles."
"Yes."
"Find out where she is." Julian Fairchild felt he had reached the limit of his endurance, the thought of Maeve Lane leaving him and eventually marrying another man to raise his child made him feel like the world should be destroyed.
Miles' heart skipped a beat, "Young Master, are you..."
"Prepare a plane to Continent S." Julian Fairchild made a decision, his voice chilling, "...if she cannot love me, then let her hate me."
"Hate me forever."
Miles felt something was terribly wrong, "Young Master, you want to take the Young Mistress to Continent S?"
