When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 647

Before she could finish, Jessica grabbed the glass of water from the nightstand and hurled it.

The glass hit hard, splashing water straight into the maid's face. The sound of it filled the room.

The maid screamed, stumbling back, while Mary caught part of the spray herself. She shot to her feet, patting at her soaked clothes as the chair clattered to the floor.

Her composure snapped. "How could Zane ever get involved with someone like you?" she spat, her refined mask crumbling.

Mary dabbed her wet clothes with a tissue, glaring at Jessica with open disgust.

Jessica's lips curved upward, her smile widening.

"Mary, you've done your digging, haven't you? I'm an orphan. No family, no background. Just some girl from nowhere. People like me don't fear people like you."

Her palm brushed her belly. "Since you think I plotted to have this baby, why wouldn't I keep it? I can always negotiate with your family later.

"I heard illegitimate children now have the same inheritance rights as legitimate ones. And I'm carrying your family's first grandchild.

"If I wait a year, forget three million. I could ask for thirty million, three hundred million, maybe even three billion. Your family cares about appearances, don't they?

"I doubt you'd want me showing up on a talk show with your family's heir in my arms, right?"

"You filthy b*tch!" the maid shouted, stamping her foot.

Jessica turned her head, her cold eyes sweeping over the maid's drenched, messy face. "Mary, I suggest you keep your lapdog on a short leash."

Mary drew a slow breath, forcing herself calm, but her tone dropped low.

"What will it take for you to get rid of it?"

Jessica rested her hand protectively over her stomach. "Nothing will make me do that. This baby is mine. Mine alone."

Her voice was unwavering, every word deliberate.

Mary frowned. "Yours alone? What does that mean?"

"It means I'm keeping him. If your family doesn't want him, then act like he doesn't exist. I won't come knocking on your door."

Jessica wasn't foolish enough to fight Mary head-on.

She was alone, with no power, and even if Mary couldn't legally force her into an abortion, there were still plenty of ways to ruin her life.

She needed to play smart.

Mary gave a cold, mocking laugh. "Sure. You say that now, but once the baby's here, you'll come back begging for money. Women like you can't be trusted."

Jessica tilted her head slightly. "Twenty million."

Mary blinked. "What?"

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