?Chapter 552:


    Although I had forced myself to ept reality, witnessing this moment shattered mepletely.


    “My child! Give my child back to me! Don’t take him away! He’ll be lonely all by himself!” I cried out, rushing forward in frenzied anguish.


    Bryan held me tightly, his voice thick with pain. “He needs to beid to rest now, Makenna.”


    Antoni’s POV:


    I was having sex with a new woman. As I gazed into her lust-filled eyes, my passion surged. The woman looked so much like Molly that she drove me into a sexual frenzy.


    Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting our intimacy.


    “Who is it?” I asked irritably.


    “I have news about Makenna,” came the respectful voice of a subordinate outside.


    Makenna?


    The mention of her name piqued my interest, and I immediately shoved the woman off me. “Get lost!” I barked.


    The woman looked shocked but quickly regained herposure, wrapping her arms around my neck and trying to pull me back down. “We haven’t finished yet…”


    A wave of anger surged through me, and I pped her hard across the face. The sound echoed through the room as she clutched her cheek, her eyes wide with fear.


    “Fuck off!” I growled menacingly.


    If she didn’t look so much like Molly, I would have killed her already. She hurriedly threw on her clothes and fled just as the subordinate entered.


    By then, I had dressed. The lust I had felt moments before vanished, reced by a cold, ruthless demeanor. “What happened to Makenna?” I demanded.


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    “After the loss of her child, Makenna has been in agony. She has fainted several times from crying. Today, she passed out again at the burial,” the subordinate reported.


    “Hahaha…” Iughed heartily. “You’re finally getting what you deserve, Makenna!”


    The more she suffered, the happier I felt. She had caused the death of the woman I loved and my child. Now, I had made her feel the same pain I once endured.


    “What are we to do with the child we stole from Makenna, sir?” the subordinate asked.


    I smiled coldly and replied, “Make sure you cover our tracks at the hospital. Makenna must never find out that her child was switched with the dead one. Things…”


    would get quite difficult if she did.


    As for Makenna’s child… I paused, my eyes narrowing. How would I deal with the child? A brilliantly insidious n crossed my mind.


    “I’ll raise the child to be the most devious fiend anyone can possibly imagine. Oh, to picture how it will break Makenna when she finds out,” I said gleefully.


    The subordinate trembled, clearly frightened by my n. His reaction only confirmed the brilliance of it. At first, I had only wanted to kill the child, but now I had changed my mind.


    “Order the servants to keep a close watch on Makenna’s son. Name him ‘Wild Dog,’ and ensure they treat him as horribly as possible. Just make sure he stays alive,” Imanded.


    “Yes, sir,” the subordinate replied before quickly taking his leave.


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