Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Andrew Isn't Even Her Child!

"Alexander, come quickly. Andrew seems to have another episode," Eliza said urgently.

A flash of displeasure crossed Alexander's eyes, his gaze turning cold and distant.

Andrew didn't like Eliza as a mother, and there was a reason for it. Children were always sensitive, and a careless word from her could reflect what she truly thought.

Eliza could casually say something like 'Andrew seemed to have another episode', which was enough to prove how little she cared.

Six years was enough for him to see Eliza's true colors.

If it weren't for the fact that she had given him a son, he would have kicked her out long ago.

"Andrew, stop making a scene and go lie in bed," Alexander ordered.

Andrew seemed to be at odds with his father, staring back at him without fear of his gloomy gaze, and said in a raw tone, "You keep her, and I'll go to bed."

Alexander was lost for words.

In the blink of an eye, they realized that Evelyn was no longer in the ward.

She had slipped away quietly.

Andrew glared at Alexander and added, "Useless! You can't even keep a woman in check."

Alexander didn't know how to retort.

Seeing that Andrew's emotions had stabilized, Eliza quickly reached out to hold him in her arms, disregarding his struggles, and said, "Andrew, that lady you saw earlier is my elder sister, your aunt. However, she got pregnant out of wedlock with an unknown father and was kicked out by your grandfather. In the future, you should have less to do with her. She's too wicked in nature and will lead you astray."

"Do not tell him these things," Alexander coldly interjected.

Andrew also snorted, thinking, 'You wicked woman! You finally showed your true colors. I knew you weren't my mom.

'Other mothers look at their children with loving eyes, but you look at me like I'm a treasure trove, your eyes full of greed.

'One day, I will find my own mother and tear off your disguise.'

*****

It was on the fifth floor of Favorview Apartments.

Evelyn pushed the door open and saw the mess inside. She roared, "Liam, get your ass out here."

'Woof woof woof.'

A shrill dog bark came from the bedroom to the east, and a moment later, a yellow-haired dog with a pair of underwear on its head trotted up.

Evelyn kicked the dog away without mercy.

With a dull sound, the dog was dazed by her flying kick.

What made her so furious?

"I told you, Max. I've warned you before. You need to be hygienic and clean, but you didn't listen and turned Evelyn's million-dollar apartment into a mess. Now you got beaten. Let me see. With the posture you're lying in, it should be from a flying kick."

Max lay on the ground whining, 'Liam, you are getting more and more hypocritical.'

Evelyn's gaze swept over her son, Liam Harper, and she said, "I'm going to the study. If this apartment isn't back to normal in an hour, I'll throw you off the fifth floor."

Liam's anger flared as he lashed out, "You're so ruthless. I saved your life, for crying out loud. Without me, you'd be running from Alexander Stuart to who knows where. And as soon as you get back, you start bossing me around? If you're so amazing, why don't you just head to the heavens and keep company with the sun?"

Evelyn patted Liam's face and sneered, "The 3 billion dollars I hacked all ended up in your pocket. Sweetheart, if you get caught by Alexander, you'll be the first one to suffer."

The Stuart residence was in chaos.

In the living room, Alexander was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, his tough eyebrows full of anger.

Eliza sat opposite him, cautiously observing every change in his handsome face.

Since returning from the hospital, Andrew had been making a fuss, and she had suffered as well.

Sometimes looking at Andrew's features, which were so similar to Evelyn's, Eliza wished she could strangle him.

If it weren't for the need to use him to climb the social ladder, Eliza would have killed Andrew long ago.

Over the years, many people had enviously said to her, "Ms. Eliza Harper, you are really blessed. You gave birth to the heir of the Stuart family and became the most noble woman in Goldenbough." Whenever Eliza heard this, she would grit her teeth with anger, feeling like it was a slap in the face.

Andrew wasn't her son!

Because of Andrew, Alexander hadn't touched her in years.

Every time she tried to get close to Alexander, he would look at her with a cold and disdainful gaze.

He even said, "One heir is enough. I don't plan on having a second child. Don't come near me in the future. I'm repulsed by women."

Eliza hated it!

She hated how fate played tricks on her.

She had raised Evelyn's son and helped him become the heir of the Stuart family.

Now that Evelyn had returned from abroad, if the truth about what happened years ago was exposed, wouldn't Eliza be kicked out of the Stuart family in a disgraceful manner?

No, no, no. She couldn't end up so miserably. She must find a way to drive Evelyn out of Goldenbough.

Crackling...

The sound of dishes shattering came from the bedroom on the second floor again.

Alexander held back, but in the end, he couldn't help it. He suddenly jumped up from the sofa and strode toward the stairway.

A calculating glint flashed through Eliza's eyes. She thought, 'Just go ahead and make a big fuss, and you will lose your father's favor, and when your father is completely disappointed with you, I can have a son to replace your position.'

On the second floor, as soon as Alexander stepped into the room with one leg, an object was thrown at him, and he subconsciously reached out to block it, ending up with a handful of oatmeal.

His face darkened in an instant, and the aura around him dropped to an all-time low.

He strode to the bedside, picked up his son, and growled, "Andrew, what the hell do you want to do? Are you done making a fuss?"

Andrew's eyes were filled with tears. Looking at his father pitifully, he said in a choppy manner, "I want... want... want... her."

He didn't know her name. It was all Eliza's fault for showing up at the hospital. Otherwise, that woman wouldn't have left quietly.

Alexander naturally knew who Andrew was talking about, but even knowing, he didn't plan to indulge Andrew.

Although he didn't like Eliza, Andrew was her son, and Andrew should learn to respect his own mother.

"Your mother is Eliza. Even if you don't like her, you should respect her, and as for other women, you should stay away from them."

"Humph." Andrew raised his head, looking at the ceiling with his nostrils. "If you don't bring her here, I'll go on a hunger strike."

Alexander directly threw Andrew back on the bed and turned toward the door. "Fine. Remember your words. Don't touch any food or water."

"I won't, and if I starve to death, it's my own business."

Alexander was confused.

When did Andrew become so articulate?

*****

At night, in the study of Favorview Apartments, Liam was sitting in front of the computer and editing a photo.

"When I put my photo with Alexander, we do look alike, don't we?"