The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Abort the Baby

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With a fruit basket in hand, Alexander Scott arrived at St. Cloud Hospital. But no sooner had he walked into the ward than he was chased out by Quince Larson.

Usually, Quince Larson never would’ve dared to treat Alexander Scott in this manner, but it was true that the latter had made a mistake. Because he was filled with guilt, he wasn’t going to deal with the former.

“Quince Larson, I heard that the Sullivan family wants to terminate your contract. I know Hunter Sullivan too. If you let me in, I’ll talk to him for you.”

Quince Larson shoved Alexander Scott out. “That’s not going to work on me. The baby has nothing to do with you. Hurry up and scram!”

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Alexander Scott was at a loss. If this had happened in the past, he would’ve exploded a long time ago. ‘Who are you to order me around, Quince Larson? But it would be embarrassing if everything gets exposed.’

“Alexander, I can help you. If you don’t want this child, I’ll ask Eleanor to abort it. However, you have to do me a favor.”

“Go ahead.” Alexander Scott didn’t agree right away.

“It’s simple. I think we’re going to have to terminate our contract with the Sullivan family, so help me fight this lawsuit. As long as we win, Eleanor Larson will get an abortion. Of course, I have to remind you that you’d better hurry. I can’t possibly strangle your child to death after they’re born.”

Alexander Scott left after hearing Quince Larson’s request.

Everyone quickly rushed up upon seeing Alexander Scott return. “How did it go? Do you know who the father is? Is it you?”

Alexander Scott shook his head. “I didn’t meet Eleanor Larson.”

Everyone was confused. ‘What’s going on? Didn’t he go to look for Eleanor Larson? If he didn’t see Eleanor Larson, what has he done?’

“I wanted to go in, but Quince Larson stood in the way and refused to let me in.”

They glanced at each other, helplessness in their gazes. ‘He had no choice. He couldn’t possibly barge his way in with Quince Larson there.’

“Did Quince Larson make a request?” Finn Taylor asked, his tone exceptionally dark.

It was evident that he was in a foul mood, and the reason for that was obvious. He had already guessed that Quince Larson’s request would be unfavorable to him.

“Yes, he wants me to represent the Larson family to sue the Sullivan family for compensation. Eleanor Larson will only get an abortion when they receive that compensation.”

Everyone’s faces soured the moment they heard Quince Larson’s request.

Finn Taylor had already been laying the foundation for his plans for a long time, and he had come to the last step.

Once the Larson family declared bankruptcy, Finn Taylor would’ve won. Unfortunately, Alexander Scott had gotten into trouble just then.

Nobody knew what to do.

“Don’t act rashly. Give me some time to think about it.” Finn Taylor’s head hurt, and he left after patting Alexander Scott on the shoulders.

As soon as he arrived home, Yvette Larson flew over, saying, “Eleanor is pregnant. Should we go over and visit her?”

Finn Taylor thought about it. He was intending to check on her too, so he nodded in agreement. “Alright.”

The pair then bought some fruit before heading to St. Cloud Hospital.

Quince Larson could chase Alexander Scott away, but he had no reason to chase Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson away no matter how much he hated them.

Just an hour earlier, Quince Larson hoped to convince his cousin to return to the company, but that was no longer urgent to him now.

It didn’t even matter anymore. Perhaps this pregnancy would be an opportunity for the Larson family!

After all, the amount they could earn from that collaboration couldn’t even compare to the compensation the Sullivan family had to pay them.

“Why are you guys here?” Eleanor Larson was brusque. She lashed out the moment she saw the couple.

Of course, Finn Taylor wasn’t one to be trifled with, and he retorted, “To see if you’re dead.”

‘How I wish she was dead. I would have a lot less trouble to deal with now if Quince Larson had simply left his cousin to die.’

“Finn Taylor, what are you saying? Eleanor is pregnant, so we must watch our behavior around her.”

Finn Taylor rolled his eyes. ‘Think about our relationship. How dare you use that against me? But I won’t hold it against a pregnant lady; else, people might gossip about me if word gets out.’

“Eleanor, who’s the father of the child?” Yvette Larson couldn’t hold it in. It was natural for her to be asking about that as an elder in the family.

“Why should I tell you? Would you believe me if I said that it was Finn Taylor?”

Yvette Larson was rendered speechless. ‘What’s wrong with her? Why is she so worked up?’

They had only chatted briefly, but they left soon after. However, this hadn’t been a wasted trip for Finn Taylor—he could tell that Eleanor Larson was indeed pregnant.

Finn Taylor had impressive medical skills and could spot a pregnant lady with just one glance. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the skills to identify the child’s father.

“Go home. I have something to do,” Finn Taylor instructed his wife before leaving.

After leaving, Finn Taylor headed to Frederick Larson’s house. When he arrived, he spotted the latter looking out of the windows.

“Uncle, are you waiting for your daughter?”

Frederick Larson rolled his eyes. “Who’s your uncle? Don’t forget about what you did to my dad! I haven’t gone after you for that!”

The Larson family still thought that Finn Taylor was the culprit behind Joseph Larson’s condition. It was just that they were forced to stay silent about it normally, but that was what everyone thought too.

“Uncle, I’m here to discuss something important with you. Don’t be so fierce.” Finn Taylor took out a photo and handed it to Frederick Larson.

The latter took a look at it, realizing that it was a photo of Alexander Scott. He knew that this man was the one who had ruined his daughter.

Emotions surged in his heart as he glanced at the photo. “What are you trying to say, Finn Taylor?”

“Did you know that your daughter is pregnant?”

From Frederick Larson’s expression, Finn Taylor could tell that he didn’t, in fact, know.

This made everything simpler.

“Alexander Scott hired me to give your family 150,000 dollars. He wants Eleanor to abort the baby. I’m sure you know Alexander Scott’s status—he’ll never marry your daughter. Do you wish for Eleanor to have a child before getting married? Of course, he said that he’d consider giving you more if you think that 150,000 dollars is too little.”

Hearing Finn Taylor’s words, Frederick Larson stiffened.