Simon Quinn heard his words, and his hand gradually clenched. That night, he hadn’t told anyone. Apart from him and the person involved, maybe no one else would know. Now that Hugo Quinn said it so clearly, the child must be his because, judging by the timing, it all matched up. But Old Master Quinn didn’t believe it. He thought that Hugo was doing this on purpose to be with Eleanor Hollis, so he ordered another paternity test. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽 Jane Shaw sat on the sofa, trying hard not to look at Simon. She increasingly felt that the person from that night was Simon because the feeling he gave her was entirely different—the pressure, the tension, exactly the same as that night. Simon’s hand clenched tighter, unsure of what to think. Suddenly, he hoped it was him that night, but there were always concerns nagging at him, though he couldn’t quite pinpoint what they were. If the child truly was his, would that woman be willing to marry him? How come it seemed like the woman preferred his fourth brother? Her gaze was always strange when she looked at him, making people feel uneasy. Hugo was quite at ease because he knew the child was definitely Simon’s. He was just a victim of this unexpected disaster. He snorted coldly, lowering his head to play with Eleanor’s fingers. Seeing him , Old Master Quinn was infuriated. Of all people to like, why Eleanor Hollis, a married woman, married to another member of the Quinton Family? He absolutely would not allow it. When the butler brought over the paternity test report, it was already an hour later. Knowing it was a paternity test for the Quinton Family, they rushed to get the results out quickly. Old Master Quinn glanced at Hugo, noting that this son was unusually calm, causing him some discomfort. "Old Master, Chloe indeed has no relation to the Fourth Young Master; she is the daughter of the Third Young Master. The paternity test report states it clearly." The butler said to the side, a smile on his face. He was quite happy because this meant Miss Hollis wouldn’t leave. He quite liked Eleanor, and since Eleanor genuinely loved the Fourth Young Master, it would be great for them to be together, but Old Master just couldn’t see that. Seeing the report, Old Master Quinn felt truly displeased, gritting his teeth. "Simon Quinn! Look at the mess you’ve made!!" He didn’t even know he had a kid out there, damn it. This son always appeared proper but was such a mess in private! Simon frowned, suspecting that Old Master was taking his anger out on him, but he dared not speak. If Old Master truly got angry, the consequences would be severe, and facing family punishment wouldn’t be good. "What do you plan to do now? The girl’s pregnant, and she was forced back then. Why do I have such troublesome sons?!" Simon glanced at Jane, noticing how she casually looked away, making him even more uncomfortable. What’s with this woman? She didn’t have this look when she saw his fourth brother. Could it really be that as he suspected, this woman actually wanted to marry his fourth brother and felt unwilling now that she knew the child was his? An unprecedented anger filled his chest suddenly. He snorted coldly, speaking unwillingly. "Since she already came here, what else can I do, get married, but don’t expect me to like her." Anyway, he put it out bluntly that he would never have anything to do with that woman again, and looking closely, she wasn’t even that attractive. No wonder he got involved, drinking must have clouded his judgment that night. Jane let out a cold laugh, pulling a contract from her bag. "What a coincidence, Mr. Quinn, I thought the same. Since we both find each other repulsive, let’s not get married. This is the contract I drafted. I hope you will transfer these funds to my account every month as child support. We will bear the child’s expenses equally. Additionally, you should take the child on an outing once a month so she can feel her father’s presence. As for me, we don’t interfere in each other’s private lives." Jane’s words were extremely cold, at least that’s how they sounded to Simon. His fist clenched tighter, feeling a twinge of pain. Was she so unwilling to marry him? His voice turned suddenly cold. The room felt like an air conditioner was on, and everyone shivered. Jane showed no sign of backing down, long fed up with his superior attitude, like everyone wanted to marry him. If not for Chloe, she wouldn’t have come to him at all. Chloe longed for fatherly love, and she didn’t want her childhood to lack anything. "Don’t you understand? Or can’t you read? The contract is clear." Simon’s lips tightened as he carefully took the contract, then calmly tore it in half. "Don’t want to marry me? Funny, I insist on marrying you. Come, Chloe, come to daddy." He held out his hands, looking shameless. Chloe looked at her mother, then back at him, finally timidly rising and walking to his side. She called crisply, eyes full of excitement. Simon’s expression softened, then he pinched her cheek. "Good girl, let’s go eat something nice later, and bring your mom along." Hugo watched in disbelief, as if unrecognizable; this brazen man, was he really the once stern Simon Quinn? He just didn’t look like him... Jane was so furious her chest hurt, this man had no shame! "Give my daughter back!!" She reached out to snatch the child, but Simon held her tight, glancing up at Jane. "Without me, how could you have had the child? She’s ours." Jane was tongue-tied, her eyes instantly reddening, sulking as she sat, body tense. "Dad, why don’t you continue to pick a date, within the next month, and we’ll have the wedding. Honestly, it doesn’t matter to me." Simon told Old Master Quinn, acting completely indifferent about the wedding date. Old Master, already shocked by his earlier display, suddenly came back to his senses upon hearing this. "Really getting married? Didn’t you say before you didn’t plan to marry, that women were so troublesome?" Old Master may forget many things, but not these particular complaints.