Grace’s expression instantly changed. "You think you can pin it all on me? "
"How can it be pinning it on you when it’s what you did? Oh, and I remember, wasn’t I already at the airport when you used my phone to call Emma? Grace, how could you do that, especially when you were still married to your ex-husband? You see, it all makes sense now."
Grace’s brows furrowed deeply. "Logan, don’t forget, Herry is your only son. If you really want to destroy me, I can guarantee you’ll never find Herry for the rest of your life."
Logan shrugged indifferently. "Herry is my only son, but I’m only in my fifties. Once Emily marries into the Norman family, my status will elevate further. Many women will be eager to bear my children."
"Ha!" Grace suddenly burst into a wild laugh. "Good thing I prepared something. I never trusted you, you beast."
Her gaze dropped to Logan’s lower abdomen, and she smirked coldly. "Logan, you probably can’t perform with women anymore, can you?"