"That's a problem your mom should be worrying about," Chester Yale lifted his head, staring at her dazed small face, with a wicked smile curling his thin lips.
He had only agreed to have a second child, to adopt a son for the Yakov Family, but if the second child wasn't a son, then his agreement with Grace Yakov would naturally be void.
"Evelyn, let's have another daughter like you," Chester Yale captured her chin, his breath tantalizingly close.
"..."
Chester Yale, do you know how cunning you are? Does my mom know?
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For three consecutive days, Chester Yale did not visit the hospital.
Sheldon Yale had shown him favor, but had done something he could never forgive.
He didn't know whether to regard him as a benefactor or an enemy.
"Mr. Chester..." Upon seeing Chester Yale, the butler standing at the doorway of the VIP Ward trembled slightly, excitedly stepping forward.
Chester Yale glanced at him and walked straight into the hospital room.
