Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 813

Forrest sat at the head of the table, his face taut as he watched him approach.

Matilda was the first to react, springing to her feet with undisguised urgency. "Sebastian, tell us, what on earth is going on? What is Raelynn playing at? Is that illegitimate daughter really yours? Are you sure she isn't conning you?"

Her mind had raced through countless scenarios.

She had already caught wind of Raelynn's recent messy scandals.

Naturally, the Croix family had zero intention of stepping in to help.

But nobody could have predicted that Sebastian would throw himself into the crossfire, publicly declaring the child as his own. And not just to a small room—doing so via a massive educational donation at Kingsford University meant the press was going to have a field day.

Soon enough.

The media and the entire internet would know that Sebastian Croix had a previous marriage and a daughter.

Sebastian lowered his gaze, casually draping his suit jacket over the back of a chair before taking a seat. "Who do you honestly think could con me?"

His quiet counter-question brought a tense pause to the room.

Matilda's expression shifted awkwardly.

"Did Raelynn tell you this? Could it be a desperate stunt to clear her name of those cheating rumors by..."

"Grandma, do you want me to have a child or not?"

Sebastian's tone remained deadpan.

Matilda feigned offense. "Don't be ridiculous. Of course I want you to have a happy, complete family."

"The bloodline of the Croix family cannot remain scattered outside these walls," Forrest finally declared, stepping in.

Sebastian picked up a teacup, swirling the liquid gently, his thoughts utterly unreadable. "The Croix family's matters are one thing. Tomorrow is the day Raelynn and Ian's wedding takes place. Knowing the truth now is already too late."

"Absolutely unacceptable!" Matilda slammed her hand on the table. "What gives Raelynn the right to marry someone else and take a Croix child with her!"

Forrest also frowned deeply. "Tomorrow?"

The timing was exceptionally tight.

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