“Security! Turn that off, now!”

Guards rushed to unplug the power, plunging the venue into silence.

At that moment, Adrian’s phone rang. It was me.

“Adrian, happy second anniversary. Do you like my gift?”

“Oh, and I forgot to mention—your bastard child? I already got rid of it, the same day you took Bella to the hospital.”

His pupils contracted sharply.

He gripped the phone so hard his knuckles turned white.

“Layla! How dare you?! Tell me where you are!”

I let out a cold laugh and hung up.