Tristan Ashcroft's gaze flickered between Yvonne Sherwood and the Roscente couple. Tonight's drama was proving more entertaining than he'd anticipated.

If that child Oliver truly was Ethan Roscente's flesh and blood, Jenna Roland would surely file for divorce.

What woman could tolerate her husband's illegitimate child?

If that happened, wouldn't he...

Yvonne stole a glance at Ethan's stormy expression before turning to Jenna with trembling lips. "I made a mistake. Ethan isn't Oliver's father."

Jenna approached slowly, her pregnant belly prominent. Yvonne's pupils constricted at the sight.

No wonder Ethan had been so ruthless—Jenna already carried his heir.

"Running low on funds lately, Ms. Sherwood?" Jenna crossed her arms, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

Yvonne clenched her skirt. "Must you humiliate me?"

"Then why claim Oliver was Ethan's son?" Jenna's smile deepened. "Coming to beg me to leave him—wasn't it all about his money?"

Yvonne's panicked eyes darted to Ethan.

The glacial aura radiating from the man made her blood run cold.

"I was wrong!" Her nails dug into her palms. "Please show mercy..."

"Who is Oliver's real father?" Jenna stepped closer abruptly.

"It's... Kyle Cortez's." Yvonne nearly ground her teeth to dust.

Jenna burst into laughter. "Using another man's child to threaten the lawful wife? Quite the spectacle, Ms. Sherwood."

Tears spilled as Yvonne failed to comprehend how the man who'd once doted on her now watched coldly as she was shamed.

"Leave." The single word sliced from Ethan's lips.

As Yvonne stumbled toward the exit, the private room door swung open. Stella Laurent and her sister Bridget Valois entered with other socialites, followed by Gavin Valentine and Sophie Roscente with her boyfriend Zane Aldridge.

The quiet space instantly buzzed with activity.

Tristan eagerly poured drinks and arranged dishes, probing, "Care to sing for us, Mr. Roscente?"

Everyone knew Ethan never participated in such entertainment, preferring to drink in silence.

Sipping juice while cradling her belly, Jenna nodded at the lavish spread. "Your generosity is appreciated, Tristan."