Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 83

"Violet!"

Louis' handsome face sank as he strode toward her, picking her and Luka up as soon as he could.

"Is there something wrong?"

"I'm fine."

Violet shook her head, her eyes fell on Luka and said with concern, "Cutie, how are you? Did you hurt

anywhere?"

Luka pursed his little red lips and looked at Violet steadily, without saying a word.

This beautiful aunt saved him!

Inexplicably, he felt close!

"Luka, tell Daddy, does anywhere on your body hurt?"

Louis picked up Luka and looked him up and down.

Luka remained silent, but shook her head.

Louis' tense nerves relaxed a little.

Louis' eyes slowly cast aside to Violet, dark eyes with deep gaze.

That scene was so thrilling that if it wasn't for Violet, Luka would probably have been injured.

She was a warm-hearted woman. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

So, he must have made the right decision!

Violet slowly stood up straight, heard Louis say the word of "daddy" and reacted slowly. This delicate

looking little boy was Louis's son Luka!

Pain suddenly came to her arm, and she looked down to find that she had scraped the skin on her arm.

Her chest was inexplicably a bit stuffy.

She didn't know if it was because the skin on her arm was scraped or for some other reason.

"Look, Mr. Johnson is here!"

"Luka!"

"......"

The reporters and Grace ran over when they saw the leading role arrive.

At the same time, Harry arrived with his men.

Louis' face was sullen and cold, and the aura around him was appalling.

He handed the child to Harry, his sharp eyes sweeping around.

"You all show up here early in the morning, if something happens to my son, you'd better figure it out if

you're able to bear the responsibility!"

The deep, cold tone carried a strong warning, causing several reporters to glance at each other and

cower a bit.

Louis was the current head of the Johnson Family, even though he had just returned to the country.

They were small journalists. How can they compete with him?

But ......

"Mr. Johnson, we have received revelations that you forced a woman to have sex with you and she

gave birth to an heir four years ago. Now that she has confessed, do you have anything to say?"

A reporter suddenly spoke up and pointed the finger at Louis.

Louis glanced at him and his eyes fell on the press card on his chest.

He remembered that the editor-in-chief of this news agency and his stepmother were quite close!

So, today's revelation, most likely from the hand of the stepmother again?

"Really, Grace, is that what you told the press?"

Louis looked over at Grace, his eyes full of creepy chill.

Don't tell him that this Grace was in league with his stepmother!

Her sudden appearance was her stepmother's way of dealing with him!

Grace's face was flustered as she met the crowd's eyes and shook her head repeatedly.

"No, I didn't say that. I just admitted that the baby was yours."

After a pause, she plucked up the courage to look at the reporters, "I was the one who took the wrong

room back then. I took the initiative, Louis didn't force me!"

Once these words came out, several reporters looked at each other again.

This woman didn't cooperate!

Too bad Louis won't be branded a rapist!

But ......

Louis glanced at Grace, his sharp eyes slightly narrowed.

It seemed that he was thinking out of the box.

She wasn't sent by his stepmother.

"Mr. Johnson, it seems that we have misheard. But even so, we still have questions."

The reporter continued.