章節 1108: 482 Can I hug him?

Gem Atkinson laughed, a laugh so unrestrained, so cold, that he didn't reply but instead asked rhetorically, "What makes you so certain your daughter's child is mine?"

"You..."

Isla Mamet, agitated, stood up and said, "That day was Tiffany's first time, and also the only time in her life. If the child isn't yours, whose could it be?"

Forsythia Brown naturally knew the 'that day' Isla Mamet spoke of--it surely signified the night Tiffany Mamet naturally conceived.

Haha...

It was her first time?

Joyfield rolled her eyes: Serves her right!

A thought of 'sinful' flashed through Forsythia Brown's mind, but then thinking that all this was Tiffany's own doing, she didn't feel guilty anymore.

Gem Atkinson put his hand on Forsythia Brown's shoulder, looking amusedly at Isla Mamet as he said, "Mrs. Mamet, I can assure you that your daughter's child is not mine. I can also confirm for you that the person who entered the room with your daughter that day was not I, Gem Atkinson."