Chapter 6: The Arrival of Madam Reeves

Miles nodded with a smile, shook hands with the other party, and said, "I will be here waiting for you."

After seeing off the Korean representative, the smile on Miles' face disappeared instantly.

His narrow eyes squinted slightly, and the corners of his eyes, which were slightly raised, were filled with coldness.

That woman dared to get pregnant behind his back? She almost made him lose his composure and ruin a multi-billion-dollar contract!

It seems it's time to settle accounts with that woman!

His child is not something that can be easily taken.

Miles stretched out his long legs and walked outside.

Sensing the sudden chill in the president's demeanor, several assistants looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.

Just a moment ago, he was all smiles with the Korean company representative, and now he was exuding an icy aura!

The assistants followed, fearing any further changes in the president's mood.

Miles left the company in big strides, opened the car door, started the engine, and drove off!

The performance of the Aston Martin One-77, worth 47 million, was naturally outstanding. In no time, Miles had already sped away.

By the time the assistants chased after him, they could only see the shadow of Miles' car.

"Hurry, follow him!" The assistants were a bit dumbfounded.

It seemed the president was truly furious, otherwise, he wouldn't be driving so fast!

Miles dialed his assistant A at the hospital while driving: "Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

A, holding the phone excitedly, replied: "The doctor just confirmed it. The female employee who was brought in is six weeks pregnant, and the baby is very healthy."

Miles' eyes narrowed.

That woman's first time was with him, he was her first man, without a doubt.

And six weeks! Wasn't that the night...

So this child is... his!

The thought of this possibility made his aura even colder.

No wonder she didn't take the check he gave her back then!

It turns out she had this plan all along!

What is 5 million to Ins Enterprises?

If she gives birth to Ins Enterprises' heir, forget 5 million, even 50 billion wouldn't be out of the question!

What a cunning woman!

He had once thought she was innocent!

So this was her plan all along!

Woman, you're dead!

The Aston Martin made a beautiful drift and suddenly stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

As soon as Miles got out of the car, he saw all the medical staff and even the hospital director standing respectfully at the entrance to welcome him.

Miles was stunned. His visit to the hospital was a spur-of-the-moment decision, he hadn't informed anyone. Why were all these people here to greet him?

The director was also visibly surprised to see Miles but recovered and came forward: "President, is there something you need from the hospital?"

Miles slightly raised his narrow eyes. It seemed another important person had arrived at the hospital. He sneered: "Who are you welcoming with such a grand reception?"

This hospital was a private facility under Ins Enterprises. Who could warrant such a grand welcome?

The director respectfully replied: "Ah, it's Madam Reeves. She is inside now!"

Miles was stunned again, a sense of foreboding flashing through his mind.

Why would his grandmother come here? Her check-ups were always done at home, she had no need to come to the hospital!

Could it be...

No way!

Miles dared not linger any longer and strode inside: "Where is my grandmother now?"

"Madam Reeves is in the top-tier ward visiting a patient," the director replied.

Miles entered the exclusive elevator and appeared directly in the top-floor ward.

This ward was more like a penthouse apartment than a hospital room.

Panoramic skylights, floor-to-ceiling windows.

Italian handmade carpets, British royal crystal chandeliers, furniture designed by top French artists.

Even the most inconspicuous screw was custom-made abroad and airlifted here.

This ward was reserved exclusively for direct descendants of the Reeves family. In other words, only Madam Reeves, Miles' parents, Miles himself, and his future wife and children had the right to stay in such a top-tier ward.

Other branches of the family had no right to stay here and could only use the wards on the next floor down.

This was status, this was lineage.

Before Miles even reached the ward door, he heard his grandmother's cheerful laughter: "Good, good! As long as this child grows up safely, our family will not treat you badly!"

Turning a corner, Miles saw his grandmother talking with a smile to a renowned gynecologist—a doctor responsible for the descendants of the Reeves family at this hospital.

As soon as Miles appeared, several medical staff immediately bowed respectfully: "Congratulations Madam Reeves, congratulations Mr. Reeves! Miss Robson's health is excellent, and so is the baby's development."

The doctor's words made Miles' face change dramatically!

"Grandmother!" He suppressed his anger, his eyes sweeping over everyone else. His powerful presence made them involuntarily step back two paces.

"You all leave first, I have something to discuss with Madam Reeves."