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Dean's POV I can only stare at Valerie. I look at the little boy next to her. He is about six years old. So, she is Bell from Bell Enterprises. Valerie must hate us because she has declared war against us. Can I blame her? No, I would also have declared war against the family who humiliated me all those years ago. The little boy looks just like me. I know he is my son. I do not know if I should be angry because Valerie kept him from me or if I should be relieved that I have another heir. "Oliver, did you sleep with that w***e?" Hannah asks, and I can hear the panic in her voice. I can't see Belinda is furious. She glares at Hannah. "So, you assume my husband is the only one with a p***s around here who can make babies? Did you not see Dean undressing her with his eyes the other night