Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 85

Moira was so frightened that her phone almost fell off her balcony. Fortunately, she held it tightly. When she turned around, she didn't know when Sage started standing behind her.

Moira's head almost exploded. Did he hear everything?

Yes, he was also an eavesdropper.

"I'm on the phone with my friend. Can you give me some privacy?"

"You are not allowed to teach my son this sort of despicable act of cursing behind someone's back." Sage snorted coldly.

"You're the despicable one! Yes, I'm scolding you. I'll scold you then. If you can't take it, you can move back to your big villa and not stay here!" Moira wanted to use her provocation to force him away.

Sage cast a cold glance at her before walking into his son's room. He found him a set of clean clothes and left with the door open.

Moira was slightly flabbergasted. This man wasn't angry?

"Hey ..." Libby has not hung up yet.

Moira quickly picked up her phone and answered with a teary face. "He heard it. He was standing behind me just now. He heard everything I said to scold him."

"AH! So bad, then is he angry?!" Libby started to worry about her. Who would dare to insult Sage?

"I didn't see him doing anything, and he just took Lucas's clothes and left." Moira pursed her lips.

"That's good! I thought he was going to teach you a lesson!"

"He dares! If he dares to teach me a lesson, I will definitely move out!" Moira snorted.

"Moira, how's the preparation for the concert?" Libby changed the subject and didn't want her to continue being angry.

Moira's mood immediately became better. She smiled and said, "Fortunately, I've already made sufficient preparations."

"I knew it would be right to recommend you, but unfortunately, I can't get to the scene."

"It's fine. It's the same if you watch the live broadcast."

"Hm! I will definitely watch the live broadcast on time and cheer you up."

"Alright, I will work hard too. I definitely won't mess up the mood."

It was obvious that Libby was extremely sleepy. Moira didn't want to take up any of her rest time as she said with concern, "Libby, hurry up and rest. Pay attention to your body!"

"Hm! Fine, I'll go to sleep then. I stayed up until midnight last night. I'm so tired right now. Wait for me to come back and have dinner together."

"Good! To rest." Moira replied and hung up.

After making a phone call with Libby, Moira's mood had finally improved. However, thinking back to how Sage had overheard her scolding just now, why didn't he seem as angry as before?

In any case, she could not figure out what the man was thinking.

At the Maxwell's Residence.

Agnes looked at Andrew, his sword-like eyebrows tightly knitted together. Then she asked him "How many questions have I got right?"

"Ten questions, five answers are wrong, three answers are guessed by you, and only two questions are correct." Andrew pointed out without a trace of politeness.