Chapter 591: This Child Is Really Yours
Judging by this woman's aggressive stance, leaving her alone wouldn't make her back down.
She was holding a child, making it difficult for the bodyguards to use overly forceful measures.
Moreover, since she dared to bring the child directly before Alberto Mendoza, they had to get to the bottom of this.
The woman entered the room, followed closely by two bodyguards to prevent any sudden outbursts.
The moment she stepped inside, she looked at Alberto Mendoza with deep affection.
"Alberto, are you feeling better?"
"So it's you?"
After she entered and Alberto got a clear look at her face, his surprise grew. "How did you..?"
"Alberto Mendoza, you know her?" Connie Miller asked, her face pale.
Her mind was in complete turmoil.
Out of nowhere, a woman shows up with a baby, claiming it's her boyfriend's son, and her boyfriend actually knows this woman!
Who could accept that?
"She... she was my elementary school classmate, and she used to work for the Mendoza Group," Alberto Mendoza said, his brow furrowed deeply.
"But she resigned a long time ago."
This woman, Monica, came from a well-off family back then, so she attended the same elementary school as Alberto Mendoza and was even in the same class.
However, after elementary school, she moved away with her parents, and Alberto lost contact with her.
They were just ordinary classmates, never even exchanged contact information.
But Alberto never expected this elementary school classmate would later work for the Mendoza Group. To be honest, he didn't even recognize her at first; she was the one who recognized him.
After she introduced herself, he remembered he did indeed have such a classmate.
Monica said her family had fallen on hard times.
She managed to finish university and got a job at the Mendoza Group through the application process.
Because of their former classmate connection, Alberto was somewhat considerate towards her during her time at the company.
But it was only out of sympathy for an old acquaintance.
Later, Monica suddenly resigned and left without even saying goodbye to Alberto.
Alberto was puzzled but didn't think too much of it.
He figured she had her own choices to make, and their relationship wasn't that close anyway.
Maybe she had her reasons for not saying goodbye.
He hadn't thought about her or been in contact since.
He never, ever imagined that now, Monica would appear before him holding an infant, claiming the child was his son!
Alberto was frantic.
He had no memory whatsoever of being intimate with this woman!
Except for Connie Miller, he had never been with any other woman...
So how could this child possibly be his?
Meanwhile, Monica turned her gaze to Connie Miller.
She cried, "You're Alberto's girlfriend, right? I'm sorry, I never meant to come between you, but..."
"Enough," Adeline Hensley cut her off.
"Saying that is useless now. First, explain what happened between you and my brother. And what's the story with this child?"
Since this woman showed up directly with the child and made statements like "never meant to come between you," apologies were pointless.
Moreover, her sudden appearance was definitely suspicious.
Added to that, Connie Miller looked like she was about to reach her breaking point.
So the most important thing now was to clarify the situation quickly.
"Who are you?" Monica seemed reluctant to listen to Adeline. "You..."
Before she could finish, she noticed Harrison Thomson standing behind Adeline.
Even though Harrison Thomson said nothing and his expression remained neutral, she inexplicably felt a wave of nervousness.
She shrank back slightly, then looked at Alberto Mendoza again and said, "Alberto, this child is really yours."
"That's impossible," Alberto said immediately.
"Nothing ever happened between us. How could this child be mine?"
After speaking, he quickly looked at Connie Miller.
Connie's expression softened slightly.
Compared to a stranger, she naturally trusted Alberto Mendoza more.
If Alberto said it didn't happen, then...
"This is your son. If you don't believe me, we can do a paternity test!" Monica stated decisively.
Hearing this, everyone's expressions turned serious.
Of course, they had already considered doing a paternity test later—it was the most definitive way to determine if Alberto was the biological father.
But now, Monica was the one proactively suggesting it.
Did that mean she was very confident, completely unafraid of having the infant tested against Alberto Mendoza?
So, could it be... that this infant really was Alberto Mendoza's child?
Monica continued, "Alberto, maybe you've forgotten. Back when I was still working at the Mendoza Group, there was a day our department had a gathering. You attended too. That night... you drank too much."
Alberto Mendoza's brow remained tightly furrowed.
"I helped you to a hotel room to rest. And then, you... you seemed to mistake me for someone else, and then you... with me..."
As she said this, Monica stole a glance at Connie Miller.
And everyone fully understood her implication.
Because Monica did bear a slight resemblance to Connie Miller.
She was implying that that night, Alberto Mendoza, drunk, mistook her for Connie Miller and thus became intimate with her.
"I remember now," Alberto Mendoza said, his face dark. "I did attend that gathering with your department that day, and I did drink too much."
As he said this, he glanced at Connie Miller.
At that time, he and Connie Miller had just broken up.
He was drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
"After that, I blacked out. I did wake up in a hotel room the next morning, but I was alone in the room at the time."
"That's because I left before you woke up!"
Hearing this, Adeline Hensley instinctively glanced at Harrison Thomson.
Coincidentally, he was also looking at her.
They both understood why the other had looked.
Because this situation... felt strangely familiar?
"Alberto, I was scared when I woke up. I didn't know how to face you, so I slipped away quietly. The truth is... I've liked you for a long time, but I knew you had someone else in your heart, so I never dared to tell you. After that night, I thought, let it just be a dream, a dream only I knew about. But I never imagined... I got pregnant. The reason I suddenly resigned from the Mendoza Group was because I discovered I was pregnant."
She looked down at the infant in her arms and added, "I thought about it... going abroad, or finding a back-alley clinic, secretly getting rid of the child... but I couldn't bear to, Alberto. This is our child..."
"Enough!" Connie Miller suddenly cried out, her composure breaking.
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