After Keith posted on Twitter, he went straight to his office.


    All along the way, people were sneaking nces at him. But with his face set in a grim expression and his brisk, almost stormy pace, no one dared approach him or say a word.


    Lately, he had been working on a business venture with Nathan, and a backlog of paperwork was waiting for him on his desk. Once inside his office, he got to work.


    But he hadn''t even finished reading a single page when the office door burst open. Edith stormed in, brandishing her phone. "What is going on? Did you know Amara is pregnant?" she demanded, pointing at her screen.


    On her phone was the very tweet he had just posted. Edith was shaking with anger, her hand trembling. She never imagined her son would willingly ept raising someone else''s child.


    Already irritated, Keith could barely contain himself. His mother had barged in without even knocking, and now she was confronting him about this—his frustration was about to boil over.


    He abruptly threw down the file he was holding. "Yes, I know. I''m willing to ept it."


    "Smack!"


    Edith pped him hard across the face.


    She''d used so much force that her own palm went numb. Shaking out her hand, she red at Keith and said, enunciating each word: "How did I raise such a fool? Are you even a man?"


    Keith''s cheek stung fiercely. He closed his eyes for a moment and replied, "Mom, you gave birth to me. If anyone knows whether I''m a man or not, it''s you."


    "I have a ton of work to do-piles of documents that need my attention. Can you let me finish? Isn''t yourpany what matters most to you? If I don''t handle this, it''ll only hurt thepany."


    Edith was seething. She jabbed a finger in his face. "Don''t try to dodge the issue Listen to me-you''re going to break things off with Amara, right now. You''re not to have any contact with her at all. And if I find out you''re Stiinvolved with her there will be consequences!"


    With that, she stormed out of the office. If it hadn''t been for the secretaries outside, she would have mmed the door right off its hinges.


    Keith stood frozen, his gaze icy. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly swept everything off his desk-files, pen holder,puter-all crashing to the floor.


    His handsome face twisted in anger, eyes wide, his breathing in heavy, jagged bursts.


    After a moment, he closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. Then he bent down, gathered the scattered documents, and went back to work.


    Some timeter, Keith finally managed to regain hisposure. He picked up his phone and checked the news again.


    The day''s relentless drama had sent the inte into a frenzy-Twitter was practically crashing under the weight of it all.


    Thanks to his statement, there weren''t as many people attacking Amara now, but everyone was still in shock at everything that had happened.


    Keith scrolled through his phone for a while, then walked to the window and stared outside, his mind a tangled mess.


    Elsewhere, Emma had also seen Keith''s tweet. Disbelief was written all over her face.


    Keith actually knew Amara was pregnant? Then why would he agree to marry her? Did he have no self-respect left? How could this be possible?


    Emma was so furious that she smashed a set of her favorite ceramic cups. Then, wearing a dark, she started


    story express instructing


    calling her contacts, instructing


    them to ramp up the pressure ontine.


    Since Keith was already aware of the pregnancy, there was no point harping on that. The new focus would be to attack Amara''s


    character portraying her


    immoral and untrustworthy.