Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 853 - 849: Dealing with Elizabeth White

"Ha, know what?" Felix Shaw looked down at the woman collapsed on the ground, his heart not moving in the slightest, lips curling into a cold sneer. Suddenly his handsome face moved closer, and the sudden movement made Elizabeth White instinctively shrink back.

Felix Shaw gave her no chance to escape, raising his hand, his slender fingers pinching her chin and pulling her back, his peach blossom eyes harboring a clear coldness, each icy word spat from his thin lips.

"Elizabeth, do you think you’ve covered it up perfectly? Pregnant with someone else’s seed and still daring to use that bastard to frame my wife,"

"No, Felix, I didn’t, the child is yours, it really is yours," Elizabeth White kept shaking her head, without concrete evidence she absolutely could not admit.

With a "thud," accompanied by a scream, in his rage, Felix Shaw flung aside the hand pinching Elizabeth White’s chin, her head hitting the side of the coffee table directly.

The angular wooden coffee table made Elizabeth White’s side of the head hit the corner; although not life-threatening, it hurt quite a bit.

Lying on the carpet, Elizabeth White closed her eyes, holding the spot that was hit with her hands, deeply furrowed brows showing her pain.

"Dead yet?" Felix Shaw: not softening toward Elizabeth White’s miserable state, settling back on the sofa, legs crossed, casually swirling his wine glass, "If you’re not dead, then damn well get up!"

Elizabeth White struggled to prop herself up from the carpet, no bleeding from her head, but a large swollen lump was already apparent at the spot of impact, gasping painfully, yet she still refused to admit, "That child... really is yours..."

Felix Shaw believed that although he was amorous, he was absolutely gentlemanly toward women, at least he wouldn’t hit a woman, but Elizabeth White’s persistent deception made him break his rule, lifting his leg, he kicked Elizabeth White in the chest.

"Elizabeth! Don’t damn well treat me like an idiot, all the shady stuff you did with Director Chen I already know!"

Although Felix Shaw made an exception to hit Elizabeth White, the other party was a woman, so he didn’t use too much force with the kick, with a cry of surprise Elizabeth White again propped herself up, stubbornly looking at Felix Shaw, saying, "Everything must have evidence, Felix, even if you sentence me to death, you have to convince me!"

Elizabeth White insisted that the child was Felix Shaw’s, with nonexistent items, even if he wanted to do a paternity test there was no evidence. As for her frequent visits to Director Chen’s room, during filming, actors and directors discussing the plot was the most normal thing, believing that as long as she didn’t admit it, he couldn’t do anything to her.

Elizabeth White was smart, but she underestimated Felix Shaw’s abilities, Felix Shaw had low emotional intelligence, but his intelligence was always active, otherwise, he wouldn’t be so adept in the business world.

"Ha!" a cold laugh, Felix Shaw said, "I see you’re not crying until you see the coffin!" Saying this, he placed the wine glass in his hand down, conveniently grabbing the phone on the coffee table, his fingertips sliding a few times, a recording sounded in the room, it was her agent’s voice, with obvious drunkenness.

...It’s not Director Shaw’s wife coming on her own...It’s Elizabeth White’s self-directed bitter plan...using Director Shaw’s wife to lose the child...she also reduced quite a bit of trouble for herself...whose child is it? Ha, Director Chen should know best...

Felix Shaw turned off the recording, looked coldly at Elizabeth White and asked, "Do you want to keep listening?"

Elizabeth White slumped on the ground, her face already devoid of color, fingers tightly gripping the carpet beneath her, all counting and calculating yet not expecting, her agent would sell her out in a drunken stupor.