Novel1Chapter 167
Chapter 167:
“Mom, why do you think Alexander will come?”
With a knowing chuckle, Katrina replied, “He probably got rejected by Daniela. Do you really think the Bennett
family hasn't considered all their options? At the end of the day, they're eyeing our fortune.”
A knot of unease tightened in Joyce's chest. She harbored fears that Alexander might scorn her, and beyond
that, she was troubled by the thought that he might not treat her child with kindness.
It wasn’t until Katrina reassured her that the Harper family’s fortune would be in her child’s nand that she'd
take care of the child herself that Joyce's tension eased slightly.
Caiden furrowed his brow upon hearing that.
The thought of taking care of a child was the furthest thing from his mind.
He had no interest in a life cluttered with the chaos of diapers and nursery rhymes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYet, he kept his feelings to himself for the moment.
Glancing over at Joyce's belly, Caiden realized this child wasn’t connected to him by blood. Was he about to
endow his vast fortune to someone who wasn’t even his own kin?
Joyce living in his house and using his money was one thing. He couldn't take his wealth with him beyond the
grave. But the thought of leaving it all to an outsider sent a chill down his spine. The child did not share his
blood.
The more Caiden dwelled on this fact, the deeper his discomfort grew. And if Joyce ever married, her allegiance
would inevitably pivot to her husband’s family, relegating him, her stepfather, to an ever more peripheral role in
her life.
Something about the situation just didn’t sit right with him, no matter how he pondered it.
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He trudged toward the garden, his mood somber, and called back to Katrina that he was off to pick up Richard
and Alexander.
Katrina, oblivious to the storm brewing in Caiden’s mind, brightly reassured Joyce.
“See how eager your father is to embrace a grandchild someday. Don’t worry, Joyce. Everything in this house
belongs to you and your child—no one can claim it otherwise.”
Caiden’s pace faltered as he stepped outside. For an inexplicable reason, he glanced back over his shoulder.
In the living room, illuminated by the bright lights, Katrina's face was heavily made up, her eyes alight with pride
and her smile wide with a hint of smug superiority.
Memories flooded back to Caiden unexpectedly, recalling the summer Katrina first beca part of the Harper
family.
He had chto retrieve sdocuments during lunchtime.
He saw Daniela perched at the top of the stairs while Joyce, seated at the grand dining table with a bib tied
neatly around her neck, declared insistently, “I want egg custard!”
The maid flashed a smile and suggested, “You've had a lot of egg custard today. Perhaps you'd prefer sfish
instead?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJoyce’s mood soured instantly. She ripped off her bib and began to wail loudly.
Katrina shot the maid a fierce look and defiantly carried the whole plate of egg custards to Joyce, who devoured
them with enthusiasm.
At that moment, Caiden hadn't really been paying attention.
It was just a bowl of egg custard, after all.
Yet now, as he reminisced about the incident, he remembered seeing Daniela, whose plate bore nothing but a
few scant leaves of vegetables.
During that time, Daniela had shed her baby fat at an alarming rate.
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