William stared at Melinda, not letting go of any expression on her face.
Melinda stared at William for a long time, then she chuckled.
"Yes."
William clenched his fists on the table. Blue veins popped out on his forehead.
"Phillip is the child of you and that man?"
Melinda's face with delicate makeup changed slightly. After a short moment of thinking, she looked straight into William's eyes and nodded.
"Yes, Phillip is my son."
William let out an angry laugh.
Phillip was two years older than Ann.
No wonder Melinda refused to marry him back then. He thought it was because he wasn't good enough.
However, it turned out that she was still thinking about another man.
From the beginning to the end, he was just a substitute!
William looked a bit dispirited. He was outrageous.
"Melinda, are you evil? Since you knew about Ann's relationship with Phillip, why didn't you stop them earlier?"