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Hearing this, Charlotte suddenly thought of all the lactation soups and cookies Mrs. Chancer had been forcing on
her lately under various pretexts.
Mrs. Chancer placed the child in her arms and left. Through the door, Charlotte could still hear her instructing the
nanny about brewing more soup.
Looking at the baby in her arms, she suddenly felt a wave of irritation.
James hadn't properly spoken to her for three days. He chreeking of alcohol, and to help with the baby,
his mother had even made him sleep in the next room.
Charlotte felt like nothing more than a milk-producing pig. His mother probably saw her as a machine-first a tool
for reproduction, now a tool for breastfeeding.
All Mrs. Chancer cared about was her precious grandson, never Charlotte herself. As the infant nursed quietly in
her arms, Charlotte imagined a fierce monster grinning wickedly at her. She fought the urge to throw the baby
aside.
At the Wilson residence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVivian parked at the entrance and rushed inside. Mr. Wilson heard the commotion and turned to look at her, his
gaze profound.
Vivian noticed the tablet in his hand was playing the recording of Judy's livestream. She began speaking
incoherently, "Grandfather, it's not what it seems..."
Mr. Wilson slowly stood up with his cane, his eyes filled with indescribable disappointment. "Follow me."
Vivian followed him into his study. As soon as the door closed, he slapped her hard across the face. "Why did you
have to do something so unnecessary?"
He knew about the Harbour Crescent Resort incident. He had warned Vivian not to act impulsively.
The canceled engagement had already caught him off guard. He had felt somewhat relieved about the death at
Pine Mist Island Resort, only to discover now that Vivian had orchestrated the whole thing.
Vivian lowered her head. The left side of her face had swollen from the slap and stung painfully, but she didn't
dare touch it.
Her eyes filled with tears as she trembled, saying, "Grandfather, I'm sorry. | just wanted to teach the Sanders a
lesson. | never thought that bitch would..."
"You never thought? There are plenty of things you never considered. This is a matter of life and death. You
didn't distance yourself from it properly, and you even met that woman in person. The police have already called
me. This incident is too significant forto cover up, especially with Zachary's influence likely behind it all," Mr.
Wilson said wearily, looking at Vivian.
Seeing his expression, a terrifying thought crossed Vivian's mind. She asked uncertainly, "Grandfather, are you
planning to abandon me?"
Mr. Wilson didn't answer her directly, saying only, "The police will arrive soon to take you away. I'll find a way to
get you out."
Vivian listened in horror as police sirens wailed outside. With reddened eyes, she thought that her grandfather
couldn't possibly abandon her. She was the only heiress in the entire Wilson family-the only true Wilson.
When the police entered, she felt a ringing in her ears. She couldn't hear anything they said, only staring in
disbelief at Mr. Wilson, the man who had always treated her as his sole heir.
Now he looked down at her coldly, as if she were a stranger.
Suddenly she remembered something her assistant had discovered, "Miss, Mr. Wilson has been meeting
frequently with the director of the city hospital."
"Miss, | found out that he seems to have frozen his sperm."
When she first learned about this, her grandfather had already given her control of the Wilson family, so she
hadn't worried. But now she finally understood-even if her grandfather valued her, she wasn't his only option.
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