Chapter 150 - I Have Evidence Reissued -

"Henry, don’t mess around. This has nothing to do with you; it’s our family matter." Hannah looked at Henry with a determined expression. If she didn’t have evidence in her hand, she might have believed him.

"Aunt Hannah, I’m not messing around. I came to the Spencer Family today to propose. I want to marry Maya, immediately, right now!"

"Henry, are you crazy? That child is not yours at all." At this moment, Elia was also furious.

"I say it’s mine, so it’s mine." Henry insisted that the child was his, and nobody could do anything about it.

"What evidence do you have to say the child is yours?" Old Master Spencer looked at the abrupt intruder Henry, furrowing his brows as he asked. Clearly, Henry’s appearance displeased him.

"What kind of evidence is needed? Don’t I even know my own child?" Henry replied with a cold smile.

Maya listened to Henry’s certainty, took a deep breath, turned her head to glance at Henry, and then looked at Old Master Spencer to explain.

"Grandpa, the child is not Henry’s." She rejected Henry’s goodwill because he was not part of her plan.

Henry heard Maya’s denial and thought she was crazy. He thought, at this critical moment, why is she still going against him? Of course, they should first hide it from the Spencers, and as for the child’s and the marriage issue, they could discuss it privately.

So he reached out his right hand, pulled Maya up from the sofa, and pretended to be angry, saying, "Maya, we can fight, but don’t be stubborn. Don’t worry everyone, okay?"

Maya looked at Henry’s goodwill, raised a bitter smile at him, then shook off his hand and said helplessly, "Henry, why are you getting involved? This has nothing to do with you, I don’t need your sympathy, just go back!"

"Since the child is not Henry’s, then whose is it?" Old Master Spencer pressed closer step by step, making people even more puzzled about why he was so anxious to know whose the child was.

Could it be that he wasn’t aware that this child couldn’t be born? Was such aggressiveness amusing? Wasn’t he afraid it would backfire and become increasingly awkward?

"Grandpa, you don’t need to ask anymore. I don’t know whose child it is. The only thing I can confirm is that it’s not Henry’s." With that, Maya turned around and prepared to leave.

This meaningless family meeting didn’t interest her. Instead, she was more interested in what drama would unfold next.

Hannah looked at the proud and aloof Maya, took a deep breath, and hated her so much that she gritted her teeth, then said with certainty, "Dad, the child is Liam’s, I have evidence."

Even though she was very reluctant to show the evidence, things had come to this point, and she had no choice. Since Little Demon simply wouldn’t admit it, and Old Master Spencer was aware of it, she might as well side with Old Master Spencer to fulfill the old man’s wish.

Old Master Spencer listened to Hannah’s words, looked at her, and asked puzzledly, "What evidence do you have?"

"Dad! Wait a moment." As Hannah spoke, she turned and walked toward the second floor, and moments later, she came down holding a document folder.

When she returned to the living room, she glanced at Maya and handed the envelope to Old Master Spencer.

The old man received what Hannah called evidence, also glanced at Maya, opened the envelope, and took out its contents.

When the envelope was opened, Old Master Spencer saw many photos of Liam and Maya, and their behaviors were unbecoming.

The old man looked at these photos, furrowed his brows tightly, quickly threw the photos on the coffee table, and stared at Maya, asking angrily, "Maya, what else is there to explain?"

Maya listened to her grandpa’s words, looked at the photos on the coffee table, and grabbed them at once.

There were many photos, and they were taken extremely clearly, with photos of Liam hugging her, kissing her,

From the photos, the two looked very much like a couple in love, being intimate anytime, anywhere. The way Liam looked at her made her feel delusional, as if he wasn’t her brother.

Standing beside them, Jane Spencer took the photos from Maya’s hand, flipped through a few, and couldn’t help but heave a sigh, giving Hannah a stern look.

Thinking, now Maya couldn’t deny it even if she wanted to. But how could the two be so careless, being followed, and even having cameras installed in their room without realizing it? Too careless.

Then, she glared at Hannah and reprimanded, "Aunt Hannah, this is stalking, peeping, do you know it’s illegal?"

Seeing Jane attach such a big hat to her, Hannah was not having it. She immediately jumped up from the sofa and explained, "I didn’t take these photos! I just received them yesterday, and I don’t know who sent them to me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If someone had these photos, wouldn’t they use them to threaten Liam? Why would they send them to you? Couldn’t your lie be a bit more coherent? Aunt Hannah, you are indeed bold enough to install cameras in Liam’s room." Jane’s words were all targeted at Hannah, intending to shift the topic to privacy issues, making everyone overlook the pregnancy issue.

However, Hannah panicked, thinking, how could this hot potato fall into her hands? Holding the evidence should have been a good thing, so how did it end up making her the culprit? It wasn’t her who got Maya pregnant; the blame was on the indiscretion of those two for getting their photos taken.

So, she hurriedly explained, "Even if you lend me a few more guts, I wouldn’t dare provoke Liam. These photos weren’t taken by me. Even if Maya is pregnant with Liam’s child, it’s not a big deal, just let it be born."

"Hannah, shut your mouth!" Old Master Spencer saw her words going way off track and quickly stopped her.

Maya, however, asked with a mixture of tears and laughter, "Are you crazy? Can this child even be born?"

Listening to Old Master Spencer’s reprimand and Jane’s questioning, Hannah felt like she was unwanted everywhere, so she impatiently rolled her eyes at Jane and said, "Anyway, I didn’t take the pictures, and I’m not taking the fall for this."

"Enough! Stop arguing. I admit that there was an inappropriate affair between me and my third brother, but the child is definitely not his, I guarantee it." Everyone was talking over each other, making her head hurt, yet she still didn’t admit to the child’s matter.

Even with the evidence right in front of her, she refused to admit it, she wanted everyone to feel uncertain, to be unhappy.

"If the child is not Liam’s, then have the child." Old Master Spencer looked at the defiant Maya and issued an ultimatum to threaten her. As long as she didn’t fear giving birth to a monster, then let her keep denying it. After all, the one who would suffer would be her.

Maya’s face turned quite ugly when she heard the demand to have the child.

At this point, Henry, standing in the center of the living room, was completely dumbfounded. He never imagined there would be photos as evidence. He stood there feeling like a joke, where every move seemed wrong.

"The child really is mine." Amidst the deadlock, a voice suddenly came from outside the door, the very calm voice of Liam.