“Take her to the hospital.” Clark was cold, his gaze devoid of any warmth as he looked at Jordyn.

Under his gaze, Jordyn felt despair and sadness, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Clark, I truly love you Can’t Mrs. Summer accept me and the baby I’m carrying?”

Clark was full of disgust. “You’re just a mistress. What right do you have to compare yourself to her?”

Jordyn felt humiliated, choking back sobs. “During the time we were together, did you ever love me, even a little?”

Clark sneered. “Do you know any man who falls for an escort?”

He had entertained Jordyn only because she pursued him aggressively and was willing to do anything in bed. Love and sex were clearly distinct in his mind.

The color drained from Jordyn’s face-she looked as if she might collapse.

She couldn’t believe Clark saw her as nothing more than a disposable plaything. She refused to accept this. After all her efforts to get pregnant, she couldn’t stand being discarded like trash. “Please, Ms. Cindy, save my baby. I don’t want to lose him. He’s your grandson too.”

When she came to Cindy, she brought along the report for her baby’s gender identification. Cindy had shown her kindness only because the child she carried was a boy.

Cindy immediately went to Jordyn’s side, taking her hand and glaring at Clark. “If you dare take her away today, I will die right here in front of you!”

Cindy never thought Nyla was good enough for Clark, believing someone from a fallen family had no place by his side. She intended to use Jordyn to

force a divorce between them. Jordyn herself would never be accepted into the Sumners either. She was merely a means to an end.

Clark frowned. “Mom, have you forgotten the family rules set by Grandpa? If you let Jordyn have this child, I will have nothing to do with the Sumner Group.

Cindy was appalled, then she gritted her teeth. “You don’t need to worry about that. I can ensure they won’t find out.”

“Uncle Damon already knows. Do you think you can keep it a secret?”

Cindy was shocked. “How does Damon know?”

“That’s irrelevant. What matters now is getting rid of this baby.”

Seeing Cindy hesitate, Jordyn felt a surge of fear. “Ms. Cindy, this is your grandson. How can you be so cruel?”

Jordyn looked pitiful as she cried, but Cindy

didn’t spare her a glance. Compared to an unborn child, Clark was far more important. Children could come later, but if Clark fell out of favor with Richard, he would never inherit the Sumner Group. With a hardened heart, Cindy ordered, “Take her to the hospital.”

Jordyn was dragged away, wailing. She was soon thrown into a car and driven to the hospital.

12

Cindy glared at Clark, her face twisted with anger. “Are you satisfied now?”

“Mom, please stay out of my affairs with Nyla. Whether you like her or not, she’s my wife, and it’s not your place to discipline her.”

Seeing Clark defend Nyla only fueled Cindy’s anger. “Am I wrong? She’s not worthy of you. Married for three years and not a single child. She just freeloads off you. What’s the point of keeping a woman like tha Clark frowned, about to speak, when his phone rang. Seeing it was a call from the villa, he answered.

“Mr. Sumner, I went to call Mrs. Sumner for dinner, but she wasn’t in her room. The security footage shows she got into Mr. Damon’s car…