CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65: WHERE DID SHE GET A CHILD?

This trending topic exploded right away.

This time the media did consider protecting minors, so all photos and locations involving the child were blurred, and there was only one picture taken from afar showing Serena Sterling holding hands with a child carrying a backpack.

Perhaps there is also a reason for fearing Julian Lawson.

However, the netizens were all up in arms—

"When did Serena have a child?"

"Yeah, hasn’t Serena just been married to Julian Lawson for a year? Where did the child come from? I haven’t heard of her having a baby before."

"According to what the reporter said, the child is already old enough for school, which means quite grown, but Serena is only 25, right?"

"Is this one of Serena’s tactics? She sees that Julian Lawson and Vera Hansen’s relationship is getting better and is intentionally causing trouble!"

"I think so too, there’s even a possibility that she bought the trending topic herself!"

"How despicable, can’t you wait just half a year? Vera only has six months left!"

...

While everyone was heatedly discussing this, at Vivian’s Floral Studio, Vera Hansen was so furious that she directly threw the cup in her hand to the ground.

The cleaner silently cleaned up the broken glass on the floor, then left the place.

She took out her phone, not knowing whom she was calling.

"What exactly is going on, how does she suddenly have a child!"

A voice came from the phone: "Still unclear, need to check it out. It feels strange. If she really had a child a few years ago, then Julian Lawson would probably know. Do you want to probe a bit?"

"Are you saying?" Vera narrowed her eyes dangerously, "It’s fake?"

"Possibly," the voice said, "Anyway, you can first ask Julian Lawson, regardless of whether it’s real or fake, there’ll be ways to handle it afterward."

The other party paused for a moment, then said again, "Vera, I’m here for you."

Only then did Vera feel slightly relieved and hung up the phone.

She paced back and forth in the room, imagined many possibilities.

First, the child is real, which is impossible because Julian Lawson cares much about children, and they got married a year ago. If there really were a child, there would be no reason to hide it.

Second, the child is fake.

So why would Serena do this?

Vera was struck with a sudden realization and then suddenly laughed.

The reason Serena came up with a child at this point in time can be linked to recent events.

It’s because Serena feels she can’t overshadow Vera anymore, that’s why she’s pulling such stunts.

Thinking this, Vera’s eyes were full of ridicule.

"Serena, I didn’t expect you to be so foolish!" Vera said, then found Julian Lawson’s phone number and dialed it.

Lawson Tower.

CEO’s office.

Secretary Chaucer was standing in front of Julian Lawson’s desk, handing him the tablet.

"President Lawson, here is the latest news. I have inquired the journalists about the specifics as per your instructions."

Julian Lawson browsed through the contents on the tablet, it included not only online gossip but also information Secretary Chaucer obtained from reporters.

"Currently known info about the child, President Lawson, you can see it here, it’s a girl, looks like she’s not yet 5 years old. They captured the wife at the kindergarten gate."

Secretary Chaucer continued, "Information has been bought out according to President Lawson’s command, future online appearances won’t be more detailed than now."

In this era, paparazzi are everywhere, they tend to sell various information.

This time was clearly such a case.

The tablet showed Serena dressed in a coat, squatting to tidy up clothes for the little girl, who softly called out: "Mama."

This was the original source of the information, thus unblurred.

Julian Lawson slightly furrowed his brow, what was she doing?

Where did she get a child?

Julian Lawson was about to call Serena when his phone vibrated.

It was Vera.

Thinking for a bit, Julian Lawson touched the answer button.

"Brother Julian," Vera’s voice came through the phone, "Did you see the information online today?"

Her voice carried some probing, cautious, it sounded pitiful.

"You mean the Serena thing?" Julian Lawson spoke directly.

"Yeah," Vera responded, she "hesitated," "Brother Julian, is that your and her child?"

Julian Lawson thought about it, during these seven years, Serena had been with him all along, they never separated for a long period. If she had a child, he should know.

So he shook his head: "Not sure, it shouldn’t be."

"Brother Julian, don’t be afraid to hurt me." Vera’s voice came, carrying somewhat a nasal tone, "You have been together for so long, having a child is quite normal. I... I don’t mind, besides..."

Vera stopped saying further, the two fell silent together.

After about half a minute, Vera then said: "Forget it."

Julian Lawson looked at the clouds drifting past the huge floor-to-ceiling window outside and said: "I’ll figure it out."

But Vera didn’t continue as before in return.

"Brother Julian, I don’t want to hurt her," Vera said, "I am almost dying, what I want actually isn’t that much. I just... want you to love me."

"But if this makes her unhappy, Brother Julian, you should go accompany her."

"I don’t mind."

Vera said, her voice carrying the choking sense of fragility.

But inside Vivian’s Floral Studio, her face was full of smiles.

Sometimes, refusal, compared to holding onto, is easier to get.

Sure enough, Julian Lawson’s voice came through the phone.

"I will handle this matter," he said, "Vera, take care and recuperate."

...

Elsewhere.

Serena looked at the information online.

After confirming the information had been bought out online, she stopped searching.

Gazing at the paintings beside her that the little girl made, a hint of smile appeared on her face.

A few days ago, Serena found medicine in the car, and the illness recurred once again.

That day, it was already late when she went to see Dr. Randall.

Her emotions were completely uncontrollable.

"Your condition is very poor right now," Dr. Randall told her, "I have somewhat learned about the recent happenings online, but didn’t expect you’ve also lost a child."

In the hospital, Shayla Randall’s face was full of compassion.

Sitting opposite her, Serena exhibited severe somatization reactions, but wore a blank expression, with only tears constantly flowing.

"What should I do?" Serena said, "I feel very sad."

"Dr. Randall, is there any medication that can be taken to not feel sad anymore."

Shayla Randall shook her head helplessly.

Merely within just a dozen days, Serena came over again and found out the sickness has worsened a lot.

"Things need a process," Shayla Randall said, "Let’s get an IV today, okay?"

Today was an acute onset, if really unmanageable, perhaps Electroconvulsive Therapy might be necessary.

If that happens, a family member’s escort would be required.

Based on her understanding of Serena, if a family member had to be found, there’d be just two people, her mother and her husband, Julian Lawson.