Chapter 578: He Isn’t Evan Fairchild’s Son, Is He?

Tommy looked confused.

’Who was this person he couldn’t figure out?’

’And who was it that couldn’t keep a secret?’

Noelle Grant stared at the screen, a box of tissues beside her, crying her eyes out.

Evan Fairchild came downstairs to find her like this. He frowned and strode quickly over to his wife.

"Why are you here crying like this so early in the morning? Can’t you watch a comedy or something?"

"I’m not binge-watching a show. I’m watching our little nephew."

"Little nephew?"

Evan Fairchild glanced at the screen and saw a little guy dressed in a black suit, looking old beyond his years, the spitting image of Evan Fairchild.

At such a young age, his presence was already so powerful!

He really takes after his old man.

"My mom carried me for ten months. My mom risked her life to give birth to me. My mom worked hard to earn money and raise me. I don’t understand, why should we apologize to people we don’t even know?"

"Was it wrong for my mom to give birth to me?"

"Wasn’t my mom allowed to give birth to me?"

"Pfft!" Evan Fairchild couldn’t help but laugh. "This kid! He’s exactly like his dad! Tell me, how can a child not act like a child at all? It’s baffling."

"You’re laughing! Ian is so adorable! You didn’t hear the poem Ian just recited. I feel like my feelings for our son have been elevated now."

"He’s that amazing? Weren’t you just complaining about him?"

"No, I think I should change my attitude, shift my perspective. I’m the one he picked out of thousands and thousands of moms."

Evan Fairchild: ...

He glanced at the little guy on the screen.

’What kind of magic does this kid have?!’

"I’m going grocery shopping. I’ll cook myself today. You can pick up our son later."

"Honey, did you forget a certain saying?"

"What saying?"

"Some children are born to repay a debt of gratitude, and some are born to exact revenge."

Noelle Grant: ...

"Are you done yet? I was just starting to feel better, and now you’re provoking me again! If he’s here for revenge, he’s here for revenge on you!"

Evan Fairchild: ...

...

「At the press conference.」

It was still completely silent.

Faced with this problem child, the normally eloquent reporters were all stumped, one by one.

The situation was actually being controlled by a four-year-old toddler.

Melody Monroe was also stunned.

’As expected of this world’s final boss!’

Rose Shaw and Keith Coleman were completely floored, feeling like Ian could take on the entire room by himself.

"Do you have any other questions?" Ian Monroe asked, looking at the silent reporters.

This question was practically an existential interrogation.

He had just said it: his mom giving birth to him had absolutely nothing to do with them. If a mother gives birth to a child, and they have a loving relationship, what’s wrong with that?

Besides, the rumors kept spreading that Melody’s son was illegitimate and that she had some connection with Jedediah Scott.

Was there any proof?

Just based on those few photos?

Melody Monroe’s sponsor was very likely Evan Fairchild.

And look at Ian Monroe’s presence.

Could his biological father be Evan Fairchild?!

One reporter, who had a small notebook full of questions, silently tucked it away.

Ian Monroe noticed this small gesture. He lifted his chin slightly, and the corners of his lips curved up as a faint, almost imperceptible smile flashed across his face.

"I have a question!" Yasmine Scott stood up.

Melody Monroe looked at Yasmine Scott and stood up as well.

Yasmine Scott wanted to see a trace of panic in Melody Monroe’s eyes, but she was disappointed.

"Melody Monroe, you still remember me, don’t you?"