But Theodore wasn't going to let it go so easily.

"Then I'll divorce her!" he spat.

“Not just anyone can be my wife. If you want someone to take care of me, you'd better hire a caregiver directly."

The words hung in the air, freezing the already tense atmosphere. Darian's face twitched with anger, but he restrained himself.

"Divorce is impossible," he said through gritted teeth.

Theodore sneered at Darian.

“What right do you have to make decisions for me?"

The tension was palpable in the room as Ariana stood. She felt like a mere onlooker to the father and son's tumultuous relationship.

Darian's voice quivered with fury as he growled, "It was already decided. Ariana just underwent the artificial insemination surgery, and there's a chance she's carrying your child."

Theodore's eyes snapped to Ariana, scanning her form as if she was a mere object.

It felt like an eternity before he chuckled and asked Ariana, "So, which do you prefer, surgical abortion or medication abortion?"

Ariana was in shock that Theodore would suggest an abortion. She stood there, paralyzed and speechless.

Darian was seething with anger and lashed out, “What are you saying? This child is of the Anderson family's lineage!"

To this, Theodore replied with icy detachment, "The Anderson family has many descendants. This one can be abandoned. And if you don't want to abandon it, I have ways to make it disappear."

Every word was like a crushing blow to Ariana's heart, leaving her unsettled and anxious.

Darian was beyond furious and he pointed a trembling finger at Theodore.

“How dare you speak to me in that manner? You are an ingrate! Do you not consider me your father?"

Theodore let out a cold sneer.

“Father? You are not worthy of being called that, Darian."

The atmosphere was tense, as Darian's hand came down hard on the Lamp, sending it crashing to the floor.