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“Hey, Matt. Oh, dude! You’re here. That’s fast.” Skyler put down his leg and snapped his fingers at the

secretary. “Two Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee, please”

“Understood, President Robins.” The secretary nodded before leaving the office and closing the door.

Sasha stomped on her feet in vexation and pointed at Skyler. “Skyler, do you have a death wish? Stop

calling me ‘dude’ when there’s others around.”

“Oh, I never knew that you’d be so shy. That’s so not like you.” He crossed his arms and came up to

her before walking around her. Shaking his head, he exclaimed, “Not bad. With this voice and body,

you’re totally a babe.”

She straightened her body with pride at his compliment. “That’s a given. I’ve spent a few millions for

this.”

“Wanna know how it feels to touch it?” She then approached him and pulled his hand to place it onto

her chest.

“Holy sh*t! Get away from me, pervert!” Skyler was taken aback by Sasha’s sudden actions as he

jumped farther away from her. “You’re a woman. Not a guy!”

Meanwhile, Matthew was smoking on the couch and watched the show with a pallid face in silence. No

one could tell what was on his mind.

Sasha tossed her bag onto the couch and flopped onto it. “Hmph! My father keeps calling me a

shemale and pervert, but how can you say that to my face too?”

Despite her cool tone, Skyler noticed her sour mood and touched his nose while glimpsing at Matthew,

who shrugged his shoulders and lifted his hands as though it was none of his business.

Skyler seated himself next to Matthew and looked at the woman opposite them. “Uhm… Don’t take it

personally. You’re a woman, so you should keep a safe distance with men, isn’t it?”

“I know that, but we grew up together. I even know how many strands of hair you have. Distance my

*ss.”

He was at a loss for words to counter that statement. Propping his chin with his arm on the armrest, he

cocked his head at her. “Don’t you have a partner? What if your boyfriend finds out how wild you are in

front of us? What are we gonna do by then?”

Her head sank in dismal silence at the mention of her boyfriend, but he questioned further without a

care of her emotional change, “Since you’re back in the country now, are you going to go to Castron?”

“I went there for the surgery, so why should I head there again when it’s a success? I’m not an

immigrant and I don’t have the intention to marry a foreigner.”

“Oh, you have a point.”

Sasha loved dancing from a young age and had a natural flair for it. She was the student whom every

teacher favored. As much as her love and passion for dancing grew, she hated her gender identity and

hence the idea of undergoing a sex reassignment surgery (SRS).

After the incessant shunning by his family upon having numerous discussions, she threatened to kill

herself in which she eventually persuaded her parents successfully. In the end, she traveled to another

country for a surgery to become a woman with the name ‘Sasha’.

She underwent several surgeries in Castron and took a few years to recover before transitioning into a

woman.

…

On the other side, Veronica found Yvonne and the ambulance arrived in the nick of time. She

accompanied Yvonne to the hospital for a check-up. After the result came, the doctor claimed that

Yvonne showed signs of miscarriage and needed to be hospitalized.

In the patient room, a pale-faced Yvonne was put on a drip with her friend accompanying her by her

side. “Are you feeling better?”

She leaned against the bedside and stared helplessly at the ceiling. “Do I look like I’m feeling better? I

haven’t told my parents about it yet. They’ll skin me alive if they find out one day. Plus, there’s no

contact from Zac either. I’m worried.”

“Both Conrad and Zac are a piece of scumbag. They keep worrying others.”

Veronica stood up to pour her a glass of water and proffered the cup to her. “Your plan is ruined. I

thought Zac wouldn’t let Conrad off the hook that easily when you told him that Conrad had forced you

to do it, but things are not going according as we wished it would. We’ve underestimated Conrad.”

Yvonne breathed a long sigh at that. “I’m doomed.”

“I think it’s best for you to tell your parents about it. Otherwise… You’ll have conflict with your family.”

“I don’t have the guts to do that.” She took a sip of water while covering her belly. “I’m afraid that my

baby will be gone once they know about it.”

All and still, the baby was innocent.

Veronica frowned in contemplation before piping up, “You know that it’s Conrad’s and he knows that

you’re pregnant. Aren’t you afraid that he will use it as leverage to threaten you someday in future?”

Three months ago, when Xavier was abducting her, he revealed the ignominious footage with Conrad,

heightening the controversy behind the scene.

Then, Matthew was so livid that he was going to get back at him, but was thwarted by Elizabeth. That

was why Veronica asked him to stop in order not to upset the old woman. Otherwise, Conrad might end

up worse than he was at the moment. Still, the fact that he was safe and sound posed a huge threat to

the baby in Yvonne’s belly.

Yvonne lowered her head and kept quiet for a moment before saying, “I am. How can I not be afraid?

But—” She turned her head to Veronica. “But how can I kill the baby inside me just because of that?”