Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed

Chapter 79 She's Pregnant

Jackson's expression momentarily cracked.

Especially upon hearing the word "pregnant," the veins on his temples throbbed, and his gaze instantly sharpened.

Nathan sneered, "You didn't know yet? Seems like Emily doesn't fancy you."

Jackson suddenly chuckled coldly, "It's none of your business."

Emily, still slung over Nathan's shoulder, felt her stomach convulse.

She growled lowly, "Nathan, put me down!"

"I won't!"

"If you don't let me down, I'll throw up on you!"

Hearing this threat, Nathan gritted his teeth, reluctantly letting her feet touch the ground.

Emily bypassed Jackson and ran straight out, covering her mouth as she dashed towards the exit.

From the backstage to the main gate, she had to pass through the exhibition hall.

Emily had no choice but to quickly running along the walls, but she still bumped into someone.

She hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't mean to—"

Before the person could respond, she had already fled the venue, disappearing from sight.

The middle-aged man she bumped into frowned slightly, looking annoyed. Manager Wilson smiled and said, "Mr. Morgan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Logan Morgan's complexion wasn't great, as he glared at Wilson, "People are running around at will in the car exhibition venue. What if they bump into a child?"

Logan Morgan was a renowned designer and a VIP at this car exhibition. Jackson had instructed Wilson to treat him well, so Wilson was very nervous.

"Dad! I've seen that woman before. She's the ugly one who just bullied me backstage and threw my basketball away!" Herry complained, "It's her who bullied me!"

Logan Morgan's anger flared up upon hearing this. "She's an employee at your car exhibition? What's her name?!"

Wilson, of course, recognized Emily, but he didn't want to cause trouble for her, so he tried to downplay it, "She ran off too quickly just now, I didn't get a good look..." Although Logan Morgan was furious, there was nothing he could do.

The girl had already disappeared, and even if he wanted to seek justice for his son, there was no way.

At that moment, Grace chuckled softly, "Darling, we're here to buy a car. Let's not worry about these things."

Logan Morgan sighed, his gaze softening, "Grace, you're too kind."

"It's because of my kindness that we became husband and wife, and we have a son."

Logan Morgan put his arm around her shoulder, looking somewhat guilty, "You're the best woman I've ever met."

Wilson timely expressed admiration, "You two are truly enviable as a couple."

Logan Morgan snorted, "You'd better introduce us to the cars quickly. If my son is wronged here again, I won't let you off so easily." "Alright..."

Herry had his eyes set on the most expensive off-road vehicle. He went over the barrier and kicked the car door, "Dad! This car is really sturdy, look! No matter how hard I kick, it won't dent!"

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Wilson was sweating profusely, only able to advise, "Herry, this car is limited edition, only two in the world! Can you please stop kicking?"

Logan Morgan's eyes narrowed, "Is my son not allowed to test the quality of this car? How can we buy it without trying it out?"

Wilson was helpless, "You can sit inside and experience it, but kicking the door with your foot isn't a good idea, Mr. Morgan, please understand..."

"Why should I understand you? I'm here to buy a car, and I'm your customer. The customer is God. If you don't even understand this, what are you selling? Herry, go ahead and kick, daddy's here!" This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Herry immediately cheered up, climbing onto the roof of the car, happily bouncing up and down, causing the entire car to sway with him. Wilson's face turned pale, "No, no, no, Mr. Morgan, you can't do this..."

Logan Morgan seemed oblivious, proudly watching Herry bouncing around, leaving dirty footprints all over the ear. "Isn't Herry clever? Other kids can't even climb up, but Herry did it effortlessly. He's always been smart."

What else could Wilson say?

His heart was practically stopping, but he couldn't lose his temper.

During his distress, Wilson saw Jackson hurrying past.

Wilson rushed over to him as if he had found a lifesaver, grabbing him, "Boss, come and see..."

"Get lost! Did you see Emily just now?"

Wilson was sweating profusely, desperately signaling to Jackson, "Boss, Mr. Morgan is over here, do you want to go and greet him?"

Without even looking at Morgan, Jackson chased after Emily.

He followed her all the way to a tree near the entrance of the car exhibition, where he found Emily crouched under it.

Approaching her, he heard her retching uncomfortably.

"Emily." He stood beside her, chuckling self-deprecatingly, "You never fail to surprise me."

Emily, enduring the spasms in her stomach, whispered softly, "I'm sorry..."

"You don't need to apologize. You've been rejecting me from the start. I don't blame you."

Emily bit her lip, looking up at him.

Jackson sighed, helping her to stand up, "Feeling better? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"