Chapter 1566 - 1565: Woman, Who Are You Calling a Bastard?

Chapter 1566: Chapter 1565: Woman, Who Are You Calling a Bastard?

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Last night, after going out to the hotel for a midnight snack, Eva Nightingale didn’t return to the hospital.

She made a call to Eliana Beckett, and for some reason, she seemed to realize that avoiding the problem wasn’t the solution, so she planned to directly clear things up with Eliana.

On the phone, Eliana Beckett was completely unaware that she had been in a car accident and was solely focused on concern: "Eva, my darling daughter, when are you coming back? There’s a very important fashion week in New York next week, and I want to take you to attend the gala. If you agree, I’ll send someone from the Sovereign Empire to pick you up, is that okay?"

Initially, Eliana Beckett was very opposed to Eva Nightingale being out on her own, but later she got used to it. Her precious daughter had grown up, and keeping her tightly by her side and restricting her freedom was not a good thing.

More things changed because of that man Victor Gale, leading Eliana Beckett to alter her views.

She no longer forcibly required Eva Nightingale to go back to Eastern Europe, but recently felt an inexplicable unease.

With a woman’s intuition, she felt that something was happening.

Of course, Eva Nightingale wouldn’t tell Eliana Beckett that she had been in a car accident.

"Mom, I might not go." Eva Nightingale said, "Recently, I’ve promised to attend many socialite gatherings here, and I can’t break my promise, right?"

She was joking; it’s been less than a week since the car accident, and she couldn’t even be discharged yet, how could she go to a gala?

She was just afraid that Eliana Beckett would notice something was off.

"Mom, I’ll go back and accompany you to a gala after some time."

"Okay." Eliana Beckett seemed a bit disappointed. As a mother, she deeply understood her shortcomings and had deceived Eva Nightingale a lot.

Now she finally saw the light, and chose not to force Eva Nightingale into anything; she wanted to make amends.

"Darling, take care of yourself, call mom every day, and tell me if anything happens, okay?"

"Okay, I know."

Eva Nightingale spoke and also reminded Eliana Beckett to take care of herself, then hung up the phone. ...

On Eliana Beckett’s side, she held the disconnected phone, looking worried.

"What’s the matter?" An icy voice came from behind, and Victor Gale’s tall and slender figure appeared in Eliana Beckett’s line of sight, "Madam, what’s the matter?"

Eliana Beckett frowned, looking at Victor Gale, the disheveled big boss, and said disdainfully: "Victor Gale, who is your madam?"

"You’re not my man, don’t call me madam!"

Victor Gale’s boss smiled a deep smile, said nothing, then rudely and directly reached out to wrap his arms around Eliana Beckett’s slender waist and pulled her onto the white king-size bed.

"Ah, Victor Gale, you bastard, what are you doing, let go of me." This damned man had immense strength; the disparity between male and female strength was clear, how could Eliana Beckett be a match for him?

Moreover, Victor Gale is a man who exercises regularly and has long traversed both the underworld and the legitimate world in Eastern Europe, with his always dominant demeanor, the callused pads of his fingers clasped onto Eliana Beckett’s waist.

His voice was deep and husky, yet without a hint of ambiguity: "Who did you say is a bastard?"

"You, saying you..."

This man, wasn’t talking nonsense? While pinning her down, he provocatively asked who she insulted, hmm?

With that thought, his seductive lips seemed to be drawing closer, and before Eliana Beckett had time to react, he......

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