Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

455 The Child

Selma Payne’s POV:

I didn’t care about what happened in the previous generation, not to mention that they were relatives so far away from me. Personal issues weren’t something that I, as a younger person, could casually judge.

But now, the hidden danger from decades ago had finally ushered in the moment of eruption. It was normal for a king to have a few lovers, but it was rare for a loving couple like my parents.

I didn’t know what my great-grandfather was thinking. He would allow such a powerful family with a longer history than the Oromalivira Family to have a royal descendant. Didn’t he know how dangerous this was? Did he not know that ambition could be nurtured by time?

I couldn’t help but feel hatred toward this ancestor of mine that I had never met before. If only he could control his sexual urges. If only he could think for just one more minute in his sweet words, then that illegitimate child would no longer exist, and all the challenges we faced today would no longer exist. At least it wouldn’t be so complicated.

“Thank you for your information.” Heavy fatigue overwhelmed me, making it difficult to maintain a dignified posture. “I will continue to pay attention to the movements of the Evaria Family. As for that unique descendant, I hope you continue to pay attention to the situation with your friends. It would be best if there are no results, but if there are... You know what to do.”

After receiving my approval, Master Kevin’s eyes glowed strangely. It was a mixture of satisfaction, hatred, and eagerness. I did not doubt that even without my permission, Master Kevin would try his best to make the test-tube baby research fail.

He was a persistent and loyal man who would not let the murderer who killed his lover live a good life.

After sending off Master Kevin, I couldn’t hold on any longer and lay down on the sofa dejectedly.

The schemes and plots were temporarily put behind the scenes. At this moment, I recalled what order I had just given and what it would bring.

Perhaps one or a few little lives about to be born would disappear with a single sentence from me. They had the blood of my enemies, and they would bring me endless trouble.

But no matter what, the existence of flesh and blood was not fictional. Killing a strong assassin wouldn’t shock me much, but to deprive a child of the right to live, especially an innocent child who knew nothing and had become a tool for power and profit, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt spread in my heart, whipping at my already tattered heart.

When did I become so cruel? I was becoming more and more like a political animal. I would solve all problems from the roots. This was a decision that any politician would praise. But what about sympathy? What about human nature? Where was the courage to press forward to protect the outcome?

When did I become a cold-blooded person who was afraid of trouble and would not hesitate to sacrifice lives?

Where did Selma go? Was the only thing in my body now the high and mighty Princess Madeline?

The intense regret made me immediately call for Master Kevin to return. I want to revoke the previous order. Those unborn children... the least I could do was to keep them alive and send them to an unknown place to start living or arrange for them to be orphans raised by childless families. There were many ways, and it didn’t have to be death sentences to solve everything.

However, when Master Kevin returned, he gave me a shocking piece of bad news.

“I’m sorry to tell you, Your Highness. I’ve just received news that the first test-tube baby successfully fertilized is seven months old. From the fetal test, it’s a well-developed and healthy boy.”

Master Kevin coldly stated the cruel truth.

“This is an absolute secret. The Evaria Family hid him very well and even told the research institute that he had been aborted after the failure of fertilization to ensure his safety. If it wasn’t for the severe rejection from the fetus’s mother this time, the Evaria Family would have had no choice but to seek help from the research institute. No one would have known that such a sinful b*stard existed in the world.”

A seven-month-old fetus was not so easy to deal with without anyone knowing. Furthermore, the Evaria Family valued him more than gold. Even if they used some secret means, the survival rate of a premature seven-month-old baby was still very high.

“Furthermore, if there’s a first, there will be a second. All the information we have before is unreliable. Who knows how many of the ‘miscarriages’ the Evaria Family reported were true and how many were false? Perhaps this boy isn’t the only one. There might be a second, third, or even countless other supplies waiting to be born.

“But at least we can deal with the trouble in front of us. Now, the poor pregnant woman and the b*stard in her stomach are in the institute. If you want, my poor friend, who was deceived, is willing to find herself a trustworthy investor...”

“So, what do you mean?”

What did I mean?

I didn’t know what I should do.

The Selma half of me told me, ‘Don’t be so cruel. There are ten thousand ways to arrange life for a baby, and death is the cruelest and most inhumane way.’