Do you know who I asked you to kill3?

Jolson looked at Hannah Garcia's expression, rich and adorable...

"Don't tell me I managed to get pregnant with Grayson Thomas's child because you manipulated it?" Hannah blurted out a bold question.

Jolson shook his head and said, "That's actually not something I controlled. You could say it was fate. Originally, you weren't even a pawn in the game; Richard Robinson was actually looking for your Second Miss, not you. Who would have known that, by coincidence, his useless subordinates recognized the wrong person, and you became the scapegoat."

"Even more by coincidence, the child you're carrying isn't Robert Taylor's but Grayson Thomas's. If there's anyone to blame, it's fate, for the careless operatives miscarrying the sperm. If not for that, really, it would have had nothing to do with you."

At this point, Jolson naturally had no need to lie to her, and Hannah believed that all this must indeed be fate.