?<strong>Chapter 512:</strong>


    Just then, an alert for a new message shed on Lise’s phone from an unknown sender. “Carrie is pregnant.”


    Lise’s fingers flew over the keyboard as she responded, “Who are you? Why are you telling me this?”


    The reply was swift and cryptic. “My identity is irrelevant. We both desire to see Carrie’s downfall.”


    “Acting all mysterious!” Lise muttered under her breath, frustration simmering as she attempted a callback. The call was abruptly cut off by a chilling automated response. “Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service. Please try againter.”


    Lise paused, a slow realization dawning on her that the sender had intended to stay hidden. She racked her brain but could not think of anyone in Carrie’s circle who would have a motive to share such news.


    Gazing up at Elva, Lise dered, “You’re right. There might just be a turning point.”


    “What?” Elva, focused on cleaning up the spilled mess,pletely missed what Lise was getting at.


    With aposed tone, Lise instructed, “Check if Carrie is pregnant.”


    With the cleanup done, Elva pushed herself up, drying her hands carefully. “Why’s that?” she queried, a hint of intrigue in her tone.


    A sinister glint sparkled in Lise’s eyes as she remarked, “Make her lose the baby if she’s pregnant, and tie it all back to Kristopher. That’ll drive a wedge so deep they’ll never recover.”


    “That’ll be the end of them. No mother would ever forgive the one who cost her a child.”


    Meanwhile, in the hospital corridor, Carrie had been anxiously waiting. A nurse came over and informed her, “Miss, there’s a hup with our equipment today, so we can’t get your pregnancy test results. Please head home. We’ll contact you as soon as it’s fixed.”


    It was the first time that Carrie attended a pregnancy check-up, and she was unfamiliar with the process, so she now felt a bit lost. As Carrie and the nurse were conversing, the woman who had been seated beside her collected her examination reports and departed.


    Watching their retreating backs, she frowned and asked, “Everyone else, both before and after me, has their reports. Why am I still waiting?”


    The nurse, showing slight annoyance, replied, “Their tests were different from yours, and they’re not neers here. Do you think I’m misleading you?”


    A snippet of conversation about a mistress surfaced in Carrie’s mind; she recalled the woman mentioning previous visits to the hospital. Standing up, Carrie offered an apologetic nod. “I’m sorry. This is all new to me. Could you let me know when my results are ready?”


    “Understood,” the nurse replied curtly before turning her attention elsewhere. Unseen by Carrie, the nurse let out a small sigh of relief as she walked away.


    Foxfire.


    The recording session concluded, and the crew invited Kristopher to stay for the evening meal.


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