Her face turned ashen as she replied with deliberation, "I haven't forgotten every clause in that contract. Mistress Mu, don't worry; I won't appear in my… in your son's life."
"Really? You mean it?"
"Yes!" she replied through clenched lips, her heart crashing with pain.
Mu Wanrou broke into a loathsome smile. "I hope you won't forget what you've said today and won't do anything to breach the contract. If I find out that you are trying to worm your way into our lives again, I'll see to it that you regret it!"
She gave her a warning. Approaching her, Mu Wanrou caught sight of a hickey on her neck.
Last night, when Mu Yazhe did not return home, she sent someone to investigate. In the hotel's security footage, she saw him enter a suite.
He left the suite in a neat suit in the morning, while a girl in a dress followed his assistant out of the room in the afternoon. The face was obscured from sight… but the shape and height perfectly matched this woman before her.
