Lynn Clark, having received a response from William Campbell, looked somewhat excited, yet it seemed she was holding back, "President Jones is your father?"
She had asked Mrs. Campbell, but Mrs. Campbell had denied it. At the time, she actually believed it, thinking it was just that William resembled President Jones. She was so foolish.
"Yeah, Dad said so, I was born to him and Mommy, the kind that’s with a marriage certificate,"
William emphasized, answering Lynn Clark’s question without reservation.
"With a marriage certificate?"
Is Mrs. Campbell really President Jones’s wife?
But why didn’t Mrs. Campbell admit it?
And, there was never any news about President Jones getting married in the media or online.
As for Elly Campbell, her complexion had been bad all the way until the end of the workday. She really detested Adam Jones now. She never had a part in the good things, and all the bad things seemed to find their way to her.
Just as she was about to leave work, her mobile phone rang again. It was an unfamiliar number. After some thought, she still answered the call.
On the other end of the phone, Sophie Baker’s soft voice came through. Elly listened, and her eyes darkened, "Miss Baker, what do you want?"
"It’s not a big deal, really. I just wanted to tell you that next month, Daddy and my mom are getting married. We would like to invite you to come to the wedding. Sister, I can finally call you sister legitimately. I’m so happy."
The ecstasy in Sophie’s voice would have made anyone unaware of the situation think the two sisters were very close. Only Elly knew the call carried a significant weight of provocation.
Elly laughed indifferently, "Have you and your mother become addicted to picking through trash? It’s really strange indeed. You pick up things that others have thrown away and don’t want, yet you two are so delighted by it, as if you want the whole world to share in your happiness. But I’m sorry—not everyone is a fly that likes to eat shit."
Sophie Baker was choked by Elly’s words on the other end of the phone, silent for two seconds, then suddenly screamed, "Elly Campbell, don’t go too far with your words!"
"If you come looking for a slap in the face, don’t complain when it hits too hard!"
Having said that, Elly hung up the phone and left the office with her coat.
As soon as she left the company building, she saw Adam Jones’s ostentatious car parked not far away.
"Damn it, as if I wasn’t annoyed enough!"
Elly cursed through gritted teeth and walked up to knock heavily on the car window.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Adam Jones’s handsome face, currently looking at her sternly.
"I was just about to find you for something."
Elly got into the car with a cold face, and the sound of the door slamming heavily conveyed her anger.
Adam drove away from Brayman Tower, and after Elly held back for a while, she finally couldn’t stand it any longer and said, "Adam Jones, you know what’s happening on the internet, don’t you?"
Adam Jones replied heavily, his voice revealing no particular emotion.
"Do you realize the trouble you’ve caused us? I’m begging you to stay away from me and William, would you?"
Hearing the desperation in her voice, Adam furrowed his eyebrows, his voice still calm, "I’ve already had the Hot Search taken down. With time, no one will talk about this anymore."
"Do you think just because it’s taken down, it’s over, and people will believe that William is not your son?"
Elly laughed mockingly, a hint of irritation involuntarily spilling from her eyes.
"William is indeed my son."