Goodbye, Ex-husband! I'm Pregnant with Your Uncle's Child!

Julia Land parked her car beside the road, calmly denying Noah's suspicions about her pregnancy, "I'm not pregnant, I've just been feeling a bit unwell in my stomach these past few days."

Noah leaned against the wardrobe, his gaze indifferent, mocking, "Julia, you better not lie to me. It's no longer popular to secure a rich wife's position just because of a pregnancy."

Julia's heart twitched slightly, he actually thought that of her.

She touched her still flat stomach and said indifferently, "Director, how could I be pregnant? We used a 'little umbrella' that night. It should be of good quality, with no flaws."

Noah raised an eyelid, "..."

The company had a half-day meeting in the morning.

By noon, Julia brought the coffee she had prepared into the office.

She placed the Winchester Place documents that Noah had requested a few days ago on the desk.

Julia's gaze drifted over the Winchester Place documents.

Quarter Group had never been involved in the entertainment industry before.

Yet, Winchester Place was a major company in the entertainment industry.

She had just seen the news that Arabella Shaw had officially signed with Winchester Place today to become their signed artist.

Was he planning to acquire Winchester Place for Arabella, to become its major shareholder?

Julia did not leave the office immediately, deciding to talk to him about last night's matter, "Miss Shaw has returned to the country."

Noah stopped working, leaned back in his chair, his expression cool, "Mrs. Quarter, if it's not your business, don't meddle."

That 'Mrs. Quarter' was a warning.

Julia paused for a few seconds, and not feeling sad would be a lie, but she still had to ask the questions that needed asking.

"She's back. Are you thinking about divorcing me?"

Noah glanced at her lightly, "You can continue being Mrs. Quarter, after all, Grandma likes you."

She still had one good use, which was to make Grandma Quarter happy.

Hearing this reply, Julia's fingers curled in, both disappointed and sad.

According to him, he still wanted to maintain this marriage.

Because Grandma liked her.

Noah, wanting to make Grandma happy in her last days, would not divorce her too soon.

What about her then?

Stuck between Noah and Arabella, turned into a joke?

Noah's phone on the table rang, and Julia saw the caller ID on the screen: 'Arabella.'

His note for her was 'Secretary Land.'

And his note for his first love was 'Arabella.'

Julia waited expressionlessly for him to finish the call, then reported about tonight's Turner Family banquet.

Noah flipped through the Winchester Place documents, not looking up, "I have plans tonight, you'll deliver the gift to Director Turner."

"Okay." She turned and left the office.

Noah watched her leave, then buried his head back in the documents.

**

Tonight was Director Turner's 66th birthday.

The Turner Family had chosen to hold the banquet at Manton Hotel.

In the evening, dressed in a blue Haute Couture gown and carrying a gift, Julia went to the hotel.

"Secretary Land, thank you for coming, welcome,"

Director Turner said, shaking hands with Julia with a smile.

Quarter Group placed big orders and was a major client of Turner Corporation.

And Julia, being one of Noah's capable secretaries, always received due respect from Director Turner.

"The Director had an urgent matter to handle and couldn't come, Director Turner, may your happiness be as immense as the Eastern Sea, and your life as long as the pine and crane."

Julia toasted with a smile.

Director Turner nodded in understanding.

He really appreciated Julia's work capability, "I'm also very happy that Secretary Land could come."

His words had just ended when his gaze paused slightly, and suddenly he became awkward.

Julia caught that moment of embarrassment from Director Turner, she subconsciously turned her head back to look.

She saw Arabella Shaw, clad in a white gown, walking into the banquet arm in arm with Noah.

Julia's faint smile froze instantly.

Was this the 'urgent matter' he had tonight?

"Uncle Turner, may you always smile broadly," Arabella beamed brightly.

"Thank you."

"Director Turner, may your happiness be as boundless as the Eastern Sea."

Noah Quarter picked up a wine glass from the waiter's tray and raised it to toast with Director Turner.

Arabella Shaw turned to Julia Land and greeted her, "Secretary Land."

Julia Land's lips slightly curled as she nodded, "Miss Shaw."

The band hired for the banquet played a waltz.

Some guests had already invited their partners to dance the social dance.

"Secretary Land, did you come alone?"

"My male companion had a car accident on the way here."

Arabella Shaw was momentarily shocked and expressed her concern, "Is he alright?"

Director Turner also asked worriedly, after all, it was his significant birthday celebration tonight, and it would be unlucky for a guest to have a car accident while attending.

Julia Land smiled and explained, "Director Turner, don't worry, it was just a minor collision between their cars, and they were merely discussing compensation issues."

Director Turner visibly sighed in relief, "That's good, that's good."

After Director Turner went to greet other dignitaries,

Julia Land, with a stern face, walked away in her high heels, keeping her back straight.

She was going to write her resignation letter as soon as she got home tonight!

Arabella Shaw quietly asked in confusion, "Secretary Land, she doesn't seem very happy?"

Noah Quarter's gaze followed Julia Land as she left.

He saw Julia Land being invited to dance by Wesley Turner, Director Turner's eldest son, and slightly frowned, "She's not angry."

She could still dance, what was there to be upset about?

Wesley Turner was notorious for playing around with women.

And she still went to dance with him.

Truly reckless.

Julia Land hadn't expected that Wesley Turner would straightforwardly pull her by the hand to dance.

Since it was a banquet, it wasn't appropriate for her to struggle too much.

This made Julia Land very displeased.

The strong smell of alcohol hit her nose.

Julia Land frowned and coldly said, "Mr. Turner, let go."

Wesley Turner held her waist even tighter, with a determined smile, "Secretary Land, how about considering a switch to Turner Corporation? The salary is double that of Quarter Family's, what do you think?"

Julia Land, feeling disgusted, coldly stated the fact, "You don't have the final say in Turner Corporation."

Wesley Turner was only into enjoying life and womanizing; he merely held a department manager title in Turner Corporation.

His face didn't show any anger from being humiliated by Julia Land.

He always had patience when dealing with beautiful women.

His hand lingered, caressing the woman's slender waist.

Julia Land's expression changed, she lifted her foot and forcefully stepped down on Wesley Turner's leather shoe.

The heel of her high-heeled shoe pierced through the leather and onto the top of his foot.

A pain shot through Wesley Turner's foot, and his face contorted as he released her hand.

Julia Land quickly turned and left.

She left the banquet and walked out of the hotel.

"Julia Land! Stop!"

Julia Land frowned, regretting that her earlier step had been too light.

Wesley Turner grabbed her hand.

"Mr. Turner, don't go too far," she said with impatient coldness.

Wesley Turner stared at her cold yet bright and beautiful face, excited.

This kind of demeanor, cold yet possessing an enticing figure, was very attractive.

He had long lusted after her and laughed, "Why bother pretending, Secretary Land, the fierce woman act? I think Director Quarter is already tired of playing with you."

Julia Land took a deep breath.

She flashed a smile, "Whether Director Quarter is tired of me or not, Mr. Turner, you can turn around and ask him yourself."

Julia Land slightly lifted her delicate chin, gesturing for Wesley Turner to look behind.

Noah Quarter and Arabella Shaw were standing not far away.

He looked at her being entangled by another man and remained indifferent.