Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 144. Let’s talk about our son_1

Chapter 144: 144. Let’s talk about our son_1

Although Brayman has good research and development technology, it is not the only one nationwide, and Jones Corporation would certainly not fixate on just this one company.

If it’s because of her?

She was even less convinced—as if it were a novel, could a man, who remained unmoved by a woman after three years, suddenly fall in love with her in the blink of an eye?

Unrealistic.

Elly Campbell shook her head silently in her mind, stepped forward towards the door, but behind her came the faint voice of Adam Jones—

"About my son, don’t you have anything to explain to me?"

Elly’s footsteps faltered and she almost fell, but fortunately, she managed to grab the doorknob and stabilize her emotions, preventing Adam Jones from noticing anything unusual.

Forcing calmness, she turned back to look at Adam Jones, puzzled, "Your son?"

"He looks so much like me, do you dare say he’s not my flesh and blood?"

Adam Jones raised an eyebrow, but his eyes at this moment seemed exceptionally deep. His dark pupils seemed to conceal all emotions, making it impossible for Elly to see clearly or understand his thoughts.

"President Jones might have a problem with his eyesight, in what way does my son resemble you?"

She looked at Adam Jones with a calm demeanor, "If President Jones is so eager to have a son, why not find someone to bear one for you? I imagine there would be many willing to do the favor."

Having said that, she opened the door, left a sarcastic glance behind, and stepped out.

Once she left the room, Elly’s footsteps became disordered.

How did Adam Jones find out about William? Could he have seen William?

After seeing that child that day, did he not believe that it was her son?

Did he make a special investigation?

No, impossible!

When she came to Alaska, she had dealt with all of William’s school admission procedures personally; Adam Jones couldn’t have possibly noticed.

Plus, she had clearly shown him that child that day, who was completely different from William – how could Adam Jones think to doubt that child?

"Elly Campbell, stay calm, Adam Jones must be trying to trap you with his words,"

That man has always been best at drawing information out. The slightest slip from her could be picked up by him.

Adam Jones did not pursue her, but sat in the private room in silence.

Indeed, he was trying to draw Elly into revealing something. If Elly had shown even the slightest hint of panic, he would have been more certain of his suspicions.

There were still no results from Robert Green, and Elly had just now acted very calmly; he couldn’t detect anything at all.

Could it be... that he had really been mistaken that day?

Adam Jones frowned slightly, his expression turning a bit unpleasant.

When Elly returned home, little William had already been picked up by the nanny and was now playing the latest mobile game with the nanny’s phone.

Hearing the sound at the door, little William glanced up at her, "Elly."

"Hmm."

Elly Campbell responded, changed her shoes, and walked over. The more she looked at her son’s face, the more she felt like she was looking at a younger Adam Jones.

She absolutely despised the strong genes of Adam Jones; little William was an exact likeness of him, which left her with no ground to deny it.

"William."

She walked over to her son and sat down cross-legged in front of him.

"William, hurry, cover for Uncle, Uncle is going to enter the tent and chop off the Pompeii’s head."

Elly Campbell: "..."

From the other end of the phone, came the voice of her cousin, Mark Campbell; she glanced at the battle situation on her son’s phone screen, frowned, and spoke up, "Mark, you’re getting a three-year-old to cover for you, have you no shame?"

"Hey, sis, you’re there too, how about I switch with William? I’ll cover, and William can go kill the Pompeii King?"