"So... Miss, are you suspecting that the child isn't actually Simon Taylor's?"
Blake wanted to say that he had also harbored such suspicions when he heard the news.
"No. My uncle is very shrewd; he would never make such a low-level mistake."
A man who could instigate the entire Taylor family couldn't possibly be fooled by such tricks.
It's been three years since the child was born. If there was a falsehood, Rowena Gray would have been dealt with by Simon Taylor long ago. How could she be as arrogant as she is now, swaggering around on the outside?
Based on her sparse interactions with Simon Taylor,
Simon didn't seem to be the kind of man who would let lust cloud his judgment.
"Then you mean..." Blake was truly at a loss now.
Lily didn't answer; she just felt as though there were some vague thoughts in her mind.
But if she really had to articulate them, she couldn't.
Anyway, she might as well call it a woman's intuition.