"Move on? Let me tell you, I’ve already sent that woman away, and she’s not as obedient as she seems!"

"Oh? Really? What happened to her?" Evander Lancaster walked toward the elevator, a faint smile playing on his handsome face as he pressed the upward button.

"Hmph, she looks innocent, but she’s just a gold-digger," Violet Zimmerman snorted, recalling Sophia Hamilton’s reaction to the check, her whole face radiating disdain.

Daughters in this world, how many of them don’t love money? If it weren’t for the Lancaster Family’s power, she probably wouldn’t have agreed to live with my son without a title!

"She took the check and promised me she’d leave you. It’s better to see her true colors early on, to save you from getting hurt! Evander, come back home tomorrow, and don’t get involved with her again!"

On the phone, Violet’s voice also became serious.

The elevator had already arrived, but Evander didn’t enter. He stood in front of the door, finishing the call with his mother before stepping in.

"Mom, I’m used to living on my own, you don’t have to worry."

As he walked into the elevator, the reflection on the closed metal doors showed the corners of Evander’s lips curled upward, his hands tucked into his casual pants’ pockets. He was well aware that Sophia Hamilton’s "money-hungry" behavior must have seriously annoyed his mother.

Driving to the café where Sophia said she’d be, he picked her up to go have steak together.

Evander didn’t know what other pregnant women liked to eat, but his little pepper, ever since she became pregnant, couldn’t go without beef jerky every day.

At work, she’d pack a bag in her crossbody bag, and by the time she came home, it would almost be gone.

A pregnant woman having a good appetite is a good thing. Watching Sophia’s belly grow day by day, Evander thought to himself, his son must be a little strong bull.

In the Western restaurant, the two sat facing each other. Evander had yet to finish his steak, but Sophia was already on her second serving.

Glancing up at the cheerful little pregnant woman opposite him, Evander smiled and asked, "In such a good mood? Come on, tell me, how much milk powder money did you make?"

Sophia popped the steak off her fork into her mouth, then lowered her head to open the crossbody bag beside her. She fished out a check from the inner pocket and flaunted it in Evander’s direction, her hands shaking with pride.

"Look, five million. I’m cashing it first thing in the morning, just in case your mom changes her mind."

Evander was amused by Sophia’s pettiness, stretching out his hand, "Give it to me, I’ll deposit it into my account tomorrow."

Hearing this, Sophia immediately withdrew the check, hiding it by her side as she tilted her head, "No way, this is your mom’s breakup fee for me."

Evander...

His wealth surpassed this check by a long shot, why would he covet such a small amount!

He simply didn’t want her struggling hard while pregnant; since she wasn’t reassured, he’d let her handle it herself.

Picking up his knife and fork to continue eating the steak, Sophia returned the check to her crossbody bag as well, "After dinner, take me home, and come pick me up for work tomorrow morning."

"Why?" Evander asked puzzled, looking up as Sophia placed the bag back beside her, "I promised your mom, I took the money, so I won’t cling to you anymore."

Evander...

Bowed his head and continued cutting his steak, "You should return it, don’t accept it."

Sophia...

Instinctively guarded her bag with her hands as if Evander would snatch it away any moment.

"How can that work? Didn’t you say, take it all as it is!"

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