Once Brian stopped outside their apartment, Diana escaped from the car. As she hurried up to her apartment, she heard Brian shout at her, "I will not give up!"

Diana was raging. She ran even faster and slammed the door behind her, Brian's words still echoing in her mind.

Seeing Diana's behavior, Brian thought she was too cute. Once she was safely inside, he started the car and went to the company.

That evening, Diana went to kindergarten to collect Abby.

Brian knew what time Diana would be out, and the moment she left, Brian entered the apartment.

Unfortunately, Diana had locked her bedroom door before she left, thus frustrating Brian's plan. But then he glanced at the bathroom. There, he found Abby's towel hanging up to dry. Brian carefully picked up hair from the towel and put it into a small bag. Mission accomplished, he swiftly left the apartment.

That night, after Abby's fun day of play at kindergarten, Diana took her into the bathroom to help wash her dirty face.

Looking at the position of the towel, Diana felt something was strange.

"Abby, have you used your towel since we got home?"

"No." Abby shook her head.

Diana was confused. She always put the towel with the bear pattern facing outwards. But now it was the other way.

"Mummy, hurry up! I am hungry!" Abby complained.

"Okay!" Diana ignored the towel and rinsed it with water. After cleaning Abby's face, Diana hurried to cook dinner.

Meanwhile, at the William Group building, Brian asked Ken to his office.

"Boss, what can I do for you?" Ken asked reverently.

Brian took out the small bag and gave it to Ken.

"What is this?"

"It is Abby's hair," Brian said.

Ken was angry after hearing that. He had seen what Diana did for Brian, and the company whilst Brian was in his coma, let alone the fact that Diana had saved Sybil's life. So, Ken was mad at Brian.

"Boss, don't you believe Diana? Don't you believe Abby is your daughter?" Of course, now Diana didn't want Brian to know that Abby was his. But it didn't mean Brian should doubt Diana, Ken thought angrily.

Brian shook his head.

"What are you saying? Of course, I believe Diana. But I need proof so that I can say conclusively that I am Abby's father."

Ken was still confused. He didn't know what Brian was planning.

"Are you familiar with Diana?" Brian asked.

"Yeah, I know her. She is a nice woman," Ken answered.

"Did I love her before?"

"I get it. You can leave now."

"Okay." Ken turned and headed for the door.

Before he walked out, Brian added, "Please arrange the paternity test, and do it quickly."

****

That evening, Diana prepared Abby's favorite dish for dinner: baked potato. Abby was super excited and ate two big helpings.

Worried that Abby might be too full of sleeping, Diana took her out for a walk.

"Mummy, when will Uncle Brian come back?" Abby asked.

Diana squatted down and touched Abby's cheek.

"Abby, Uncle Brian is busy. You can't bother him," Diana said in a serious tone.

In her opinion, she and Abby would go back to France sooner or later. So she didn't want Abby to get too attached to Brian, as it would only make their leaving more difficult.

Abby pouted unhappily, "But I like Uncle Brian, and he likes me!"

"Did he tell you that?" Diana asked.

"Yeah! Uncle Brian said I am his little princess!" Abby answered, giggling to herself.

Diana looked at Abby and didn't say anything. Sometimes, the bond between parent and child was indeed powerful.

Meanwhile, Antonette found herself in her usual position of being surrounded by l.u.s.ty men.

"Mr. Foster, you make me so shy…" Antonette gushed, though she didn't ask him to move his hand from her waist.

Mr. Foster smiled contemptuously and moved his hands to Antonette's h.i.p.s. More than just touching, he was really grabbing her body.

"Bitch, as if you could be shy!"

Antonette was irritated. But she didn't show any sign of it, she didn't dare. She had thrown away her pride a long time ago. Everything she did was to get guys, money, and power.

"Abby, slow down!" Diana was anxious after seeing Abby jumping and dashing. She ran after her and shouted aloud.

Abby was immersed in her own little world. She jumped and ran forward happily.

Still sitting in the bar with the lurid men, Antonette was surprised to hear what sounded like Diana's voice coming from outside. She looked around to check, and sure enough, it was Diana! But who was the little girl beside her?

Diana ran to Abby and held her hand. "Abby, slow down. Mummy is tired."

Abby reached out and tapped Diana's back gently.

"Mummy, if you are tired, I can carry you!" she murmured.

Diana couldn't help laughing. She hugged Abby tightly and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"We have been out for a while already. Shall we go home now?" Diana said. Abby had kindergarten the next day, so Diana wanted her to get an early night.

Abby pouted. She was unwilling to go home.

"But I still want to play outside…" she m.o.a.n.e.d.

It then occurred to Diana to use a new method of persuasion.

"I am wondering, do you think Uncle Brian will be back home yet?"

"Let's go home!" Abby said immediately.

Diana was speechless. Did she really love Brian that much? Whatever at least Diana could finally take Abby home. They held hands and walked back to their apartment.

Antonette had been watching them the whole time. She squinted her eyes and gazed at Diana and Abby. She was sure that the little girl looked like Brian!

"What are you thinking about?"