NovelEnglishChapter 178 Which One of Them Could It Be
Elijah’s fare was gilim. The mese he thought about how the simple suggestion of taking Rachel to the doctor had
been unanimously blocked, the more uneasy he
who do you think it is-Damian er Noelln
Even without a doctor's visit, Elijah had already pieced things together. After all, with three children of his own,
he knew exactly whut a woman looked like during pregnancy But the idea that the girl he had kindly taken in
could be involved with one of his grandsons filled him with outrage.
Fremhus subtle probing earlier, both grandsons had shown the slevel of resistance. Now, he couldn't figure
out which one it was
“Mr. Noel and Mr. Damian are both outstanding more.” Haaciepliedcarefully, “Damian in the heir to the Howard
Gerup, and Noel is the chief designer at Seabourke Andirectional Institute. They're bomb steady and composed,
so it’s hard to tell However, Dailan has always been very attentive to Ms. Spencer. They've known eachother ser
childhood, and even though they've been at odds recently, | don’t think Rachel has anything to do with it. What
woman would tolerate her flanel
He paused ingage Elijah’s reaction before continuing, “Noel, other hand, has lived away from the wand residence
since his teens and only recently retoaned. He's always been reserved and doesn’t seem close to Hachel..”
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baic bound. “Forgive me, Mr. Howard Senior Both of your grandsons are exceptional men. It's not easy to disers
these things at a glance.”
“You're just butteringup.” Eliish muttered, his frown deepening. “No matter who it is, if word gets out, if ‘The
a disaster.”
Even though Rachel was adopted, her records were legally tied to the family. As far as the world was concemed,
she was a Howard, which made her Noel and Damian's Achild between an uncle and his piece? The scandal
would be unbearable.
“Nothing's confirmed yet,” Isaac said cautiously “Lethave someone quietly follow them to the hospital
tomorrow. It may not be what you think
Elijah sighed howly, saying nothing moer.
Back at Grand Manor, Whitney headed straight for her room, only for Damian to stop her with a smile.
“I've got something for you,” he said, gently pulling her toward his room.
Before she could react, his arms wrapped around her from behind, locking her in place. Instinctively, she led to
pry his hands off
“Did you keep quiet about Rachel at dinner because of me?” Damian momured, resting his chin on her shoulder.
She froze when her hand brushed against something on his wrist
“I didn’t want to upset Grandpa,” she said stiffly. Her tone was cut, but to Damian, it sounded like a sign of
reconciliation
“Alright,” he said indulgently. “Whatever you say. | promise | won't upset you again.”
His words didn’t move her. Her heart temained cold and distant.
“I thought you said you had something for me,” she said, breaking the silence
Damian released her and smiled. “Wait here. Letchange first.”
The moment he turned toward the closet, Whitney brushed at her clothes as it shalding off something filthy.
When she looked up, her eyes landed on a black watch - sitting on the table.
Her pulse quickened. What luck she’d been trying to find an opportunity to investigate him, and now it was right
in front of her
While Damian was distracted in the dressing room, she quickly stepped over and picked up the watch. She'd
researched this model online, and it had advanced Mosage capabilities.
Serolling through the features, ber hands trembled as she discovered a hidden file. Her heart raced. This had to
be it-the secret he didn't w
She tapped on it, but a password screen popped up. Her stomach sank. She hadn't anticipated this
“What are you doing?”
Daniati’s voice suddenly cut through the silence, making her jag
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The matchslipped from ber hands and fell onto the carpet with a muted thod. She had been so fonised that she
hadn’t heard him cout of the dressing room.
Die dropped to the watch on the floor.
“I'm sorry” Whitney blurted, her voice turudding. “I thought the design was interesting and wondered if there
was a women’s version ”
Damian bent downto pock the watchi, smiling as be straightened. He wasn’t angry; he was displaying his usual
calm demeanor.
“There's a matching couples’ version,” he said lightly. “If you like it, Team under one for you.”
She studied his expression closely, Irying to fast any blot of suspicion, but he revealed nothing.
stine,” she said quickly. “I just remembered I'm allergic to watch straps.”
“That's a shunter,” le replied, sliding the watch back onto his wrist. “This is a great plece.”
Her heart sank Why would he put the watch back on alterchanging into canal clothes? only confined her
suspicion that the watch contained something critical
“cost over there. I'll grab the thing | got for you,” Damian said with a wam sinile,
As he turned forward the small bat, his smile venisled, ieplaced by a sharp, rakulating look in his eyes.
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