Elly Campbell was startled and then laughed along.
"Yeah, things are already like this, what more is there to prepare."
She leaned back, her expression somewhat languid.
"In another month, it will be the new Presidential election. By then, surely someone will want to meet you. If it's not the people behind Sophie Baker, then it'll be Lily Bankston. You'll have to think of a way to deal with it."
"Mhm, don't worry, I know."
Adam Jones' gaze fell upon Elly Campbell's now-prominent abdomen.
Perhaps due to the prolonged psychological suggestions and repressions of recent times, the strong murderous intent Adam had forcibly directed towards the child wasn't as intense anymore.
Even when looking at the child, his heart birthed a hint of faint anticipation.
His hand gently covered Elly's belly, saying with tenderness, "It must be hard carrying this little guy, isn't it?"
