Edmund Bessemer, however, paid no heed to the struggling little ball of fluff in his arms and strode straight out. The siblings soon got into the car parked outside, and it seemed that the little one was still intent on continuing her struggle. Edmund Bessemer narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low, ominous tone, "You wouldn't want me to tell Dad about that, would you?"The little ball instantly froze in place. She slowly lifted her chubby face, staring at the young man holding her with round, startled eyes, looking like a frightened kitten.What?Tell the overbearing father?Gemma Bessemer screamed inwardly. This is blackmail, she thought, this is blatant blackmail!Anger surged within the little ball, but she remained eerily calm. "I don't know what Edmund is talking about."In her mind, Edmund Bessemer, with his cautious nature, would only confront her after obtaining absolute evidence. But now, without any proof, he was making such a threat... Was he bluffing her? The thought r
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