Alexis was silent for a moment, and then chuckled, “Not gonna happen! Leonel, if you don't want to see those things, just throw them out."

"You think I won't?"

“Of course not. You're braver than I thought! Go ahead!"

With that, Alexis hung up, leaving a buzzing sound from the phone.

Staring at his phone, Leonel felt like cursing.

Frustrated, he threw the phone onto the sofa and shouted at the luggage, and then to a servant. "Throw all of these out!"

Nova stuttered in response, "But these belong to Miss Fowler. If we throw them out, she might... might get upset."

Upset?

Alexis had the audacity to challenge him like this. Why should he care about her feelings now?

Resolved that he would never let her move in, Leonel declared coldly, “Throw this garbage out! Now!"

Nova, not daring to disobey, quickly organized the other servants to move the Luggage out. Leonel continued, "Put them out in the yard!"

Obediently, she complied with his command.

However, her nerves got the best of her, and she stumbled, causing a bag to fall and spill its contents across the floor. It was all baby items.

Pink diapers, a milk bottle, and a pacifier lay scattered among a variety of baby toys—

ALL of them were colored pink and dainty... all clearly belonged to little Cordelia.

At the sight of these items, Leonel froze.

Fearing Leonel's anger, Nova quickly gathered the items back into the bag, preparing to haul it out to the yard. But Leonel's hoarse voice stopped her, “Put them down!"

The servants paused, confused by the sudden change in tone.

Leonel softened his voice further, "I need a moment alone. Please leave."

Without understanding Leonel's sudden mood shift, Nova and the others left the drawing room promptly.