Chapter 10 The Cost of Abortion

"The pregnancy test results are in your hands, Mr. Getson. It's not as if I could have faked them," Nancy stated, holding her ground.

"Who knows?" The man's casual response caused Nancy's eyes to twitch involuntarily.

In the next moment, however, she deftly brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, masking her fleeting moment of uncertainty, and met Yaacob's intense gaze with righteous indignation. "Mr. Getson, you're a man of distinction. You can afford globally limited luxury cars and own several publicly traded companies. Surely you wouldn't stoop so low as to make a scene just to escape this small compensation, right? I recall you have a fiancée. She caused quite a commotion here one morning. Your relationship seems rather unstable, doesn't it?"

Yaacob's gaze, hidden behind a cloud of smoke, turned darker at Nancy's words. He looked at the woman before him with the same oppressive glare he'd given her earlier in the car. For a split second, Nancy felt as if an invisible han