Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 188

"You sure have a short memory, Mrs. Conduibh. I also got involved back when you did that nasty thing to Ophelia," Madeleine taunted. "But I can tell you must be an old hand since you felt very at home doing something so sneaky and underhand."

Mrs. Conduibh pretended to be pondering before replying, "Well, now it’s coming back at me. You’re the one called Marilyn Lowe, right?"

"Excuse me, my name is Madeleine Lowe, not Marilyn Lowe. Please don’t change others’ names as you wish, Mrs. Conduibh."

Mrs. Conduibh faked a smile.

"I wonder what it is that you want to see me about, Mrs. Conduibh?" Ophelia got to the point, asking.

Covering her mouth, Mrs. Conduibh smirked and replied, "There’s nothing serious. It’s just that the other day, Tassach said you were working in his company, so I came to see you. After all, it’s almost been five years since we last met."

Ophelia said, "Rest assured, Mrs. Conduibh. I already resigned from Mr. Conduibh’s company, and we barely talk in private. Moreover, I’m now married and pregnant, so our relationship is innocent. Don’t worry."

Mrs. Conduibh simpered, "Ophelia, I’m afraid you got me wrong. I came today simply to see you, and I hope I’m not disturbing you."

Madeleine felt sick. She even lost her appetite at the sight of the food served by the waitress.

"Mrs. Conduibh, if you have something to say, just spit it out. Stop putting on a show. You work too hard, and we lose our appetite watching you."

Mrs. Conduibh’s face darkened and she said, "I haven’t seen you in years, but you have become more sharp-tongued than ever, Miss Lowe."

"Thanks for your compliment, Mrs. Conduibh, but I only show that side of me towards the people I dislike. Once I see them, words just pop into my head themselves."

Mrs. Conduibh pulled a long face.

Ophelia was making the sauce quietly aside. When the sauce was done, she asked, "Mrs. Conduibh, do you want any spice in the sauce?"

Mrs. Conduibh moved further away from the sauce in disgust and replied, "Thanks, but no thanks!"

Ophelia nodded, put the sauce in front of Mrs. Conduibh and said, "I think the hot pot is ready. Please start to eat, Mrs. Conduibh. It’s rare that you would think of me, so I hope you’ll have a nice lunch today."

Mrs. Conduibh put the food in her own bowl and ventured, "Ophelia, I can hardly tell you’re pregnant from your appearance. How long have you been pregnant?"

"For almost seven months."

"So the baby will come out soon. Have you identified the sex of the baby?" Just like a loving mother, Mrs. Conduibh asked. No one could associate this woman with the one who had framed Ophelia up back then.

"No, I haven’t. I love it anyway, a boy or a girl."

"That being said, there’s only one male heir in the Chambers family, and they must be longing for a boy. How about having a check? I know someone in the hospital who can identify the gender of the baby. Do you want me to make an appointment for you?"

Mrs. Conduibh asked maliciously.

Before Ophelia could say anything, Madeleine threw down the chopsticks, scowled at Mrs. Conduibh and stormed, "What do you mean by that, Mrs. Conduibh?"

Mrs. Conduibh stayed calm and said with an affected smile, "Mrs. Lowe, don’t get me wrong. I’m asking out of concern, just like a mother caring about her daughter. After all, if Ophelia gave birth to a boy, she would live a happier life in the Chambers family, wouldn’t she?"

Madeleine gave a faint smile and said in a sarcastic tone, "I think this is the tradition of the Conduibh family, isn’t it? Keep the boy, and get rid of the girl, right? According to your character, I totally believe you would do something like that."

Mrs. Conduibh’s well-preserved face was distorted.

"So this is how you talk to the elder, Miss Lowe?"

"Not exactly. It’s just that I treat people differently according to the way they behave, and I usually talk like this to those with a kind face but a wicked heart." Madeleine stroke a powerful counterblow.

Mrs. Conduibh took out a clean handkerchief from her designer bag, wiped her mouth and questioned, "Ophelia, why is this friend of yours so mean to me? At least I’m Tassach’s mother, and this is how you treat your friend’s mother?"

Ophelia put the food into her mouth calmly and replied, "Excuse me. If you can’t accept the way my friend talks, I’ll apologize to you on behalf of her."

Mrs. Conduibh took a deep breath and said, "Ophelia, you’re still holding a grudge against me, aren’t you? As a mother, I was doing that out of love for my son. Tassach was young and it was time for him to focus on his career, so he couldn’t be distracted by women, and that’s why I made a plan to drive you away from him. I want to say sorry to you now."

Ophelia kept eating with composure. She didn’t think Mrs. Conduibh’s apology was sincere at all.

A leopard couldn’t change its spots, and neither could Mrs. Conduibh change her character. She did so because it wasn’t time for her to have a showdown yet.

"Mrs. Conduibh, just say what you want to say. I’m serious. You’re having a hard time acting, while we’re also having a hard time watching," said Madeleine bluntly.

Since Madeleine kept attacking her, anger crossed Mrs. Conduibh’s face, even if she tried her best to conceal her emotions.