Chapter 121 Grandma Baker Awakens
As soon as she walked in, soft pink filled her vision.
The headboard and windowsill were covered with all kinds of dolls and picture books.
Every corner was decorated with delicate care and warmth.
It was clear that Emily had poured all her tenderness into this child.
He looked around and fell silent.
If he had treated Emily better during those three years, Eleanor would be their daughter, wouldn't she?
A princess room like this should have been in the Baker family villa.
Eleanor pulled his hand, excitedly introducing: "This is bunny! And this one, this one is a drawing Mommy taught me!"
Alex crouched down, following her little hand.
The drawing showed two stick figures holding hands.
One big, one small, smiling brightly.
Just her and Emily.
Alex's throat tightened: "You and Mommy stayed in Paris for a long time, didn't you?"
Eleanor tilted her little head and thought: "Yes! Mommy stayed with Eleanor!"
Alex continued asking: "Then... does Matthew often play with Eleanor?"
He wanted to know what place Matthew occupied in their mother-daughter life.
Just then, the door was pushed open forcefully.
Emily stood in the doorway, her face cold as ice: "Alex, come downstairs."
The displeasure in her tone was undisguised.
He was clearly trying to get information out of Eleanor!
Alex stood up, showing no embarrassment at being caught, instead saying calmly: "I was just talking with the child."
"Eleanor is still young and doesn't understand your schemes. Leave right after dinner." With that, Emily walked forward and took her daughter's hand: "Time to go downstairs, there's dessert you like."
Hearing about dessert, Eleanor's eyes immediately lit up: "Okay!"
Then the three of them went downstairs together.
The servant brought out freshly made cookies and fruit tarts: "Eleanor's special plate is ready too."
Eleanor immediately patted the spot next to her: "Uncle sit here!"
Alex raised an eyebrow and sat down as told.
Eleanor picked up a small cake and held it to his mouth: "Uncle eat!"
The man froze slightly.
Looking at that pink strawberry cake, he really...
Emily smiled, teasing: "Mr. Baker doesn't have to eat it, after all, you hate it most..."
"Thank you, sweetheart." A hint of affection flashed in Alex's eyes, and he opened his mouth to eat it.
The little one got even happier: "Now my turn!"
Alex chose some fruit and soft cookies, carefully holding them to her mouth.
But he'd never done this before and didn't know his own strength.
He fed her too much at once, and Eleanor's little mouth was stuffed full: "Mmph, can't eat more!"
"Eat slowly, don't choke." Alex panicked immediately, quickly trying to wipe her mouth.
But before he could apply much pressure, the little dumpling's tender cheeks turned red.
Seeing this, Emily quickly stepped forward, pulled her daughter into her arms, and wiped the corners of her mouth helplessly: "How many times have I told you, eat less sweets or your teeth will hurt."
She turned to the servant: "Go make a cup of warm milk."
"Yes, Miss."
Alex sat to the side, pressing his lips together.
Andrew's deep gaze moved between the two of them.
Why did he have a bad feeling?
This Baker family boy wasn't planning to take away both his daughter and granddaughter, was he?
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly.
Someone's phone vibrated.
Alex's expression changed slightly as he immediately answered: "What is it."
An excited voice came from the other end.
Because they were close, Emily heard it clearly too.
"Mr. Baker! The old lady woke up! She was awake for a whole minute just now! Very conscious! The first thing she asked about when she woke up was... was Miss Emily and Eleanor, and she said she wanted to see you all!"
Those words struck like thunder.
Emily froze completely, her eyes instantly reddening as tears rolled down without warning.
Grandma woke up?!
And she was thinking about her and Eleanor!
Alex was also overjoyed: "I'll bring them over right away! Tell Grandma we'll be there soon."
"But..." The caregiver hesitated again.
Alex frowned: "What, say it all at once!"
The caregiver on the other end trembled and quickly said: "The old lady fell unconscious again! She wasn't conscious for long, and only had time to say those few words. Mr. Baker, the specialists and attending physician are all rushing over now. Please come quickly!"
Alex's heart raced as he quickly stood up: "Andrew, I'm sorry, I have to go. Grandma woke up, I'm taking Emily and Eleanor to the hospital. I'll let you know as soon as there's news!"
Andrew and Lillian were both shocked and delighted, nodding repeatedly: "Go! Go quickly! Drive safely!"
Emily was even more emotional.
Seeing her cry, Eleanor reached out her hand like a little adult: "Mommy don't cry, Eleanor will go see Great-grandma with you."
Emily hugged her daughter, tears falling harder: "Okay, Eleanor is so good..."
The two exchanged glances and without further delay, quickly headed out the door.
At the same time.
In a luxury apartment owned by the Baker family.
Grace was selecting from a table full of jewelry: "No matter what people say outside, I'm the future Mrs. Baker fair and square. Just these rumors alone are enough for me to establish my position!"
But before she could pick out a few limited edition bags, her phone rang urgently.
She glanced at it and didn't answer.
It kept ringing.
She answered impatiently: "Didn't I tell you not to call unless it's important! The money isn't that easy to earn, and if we're discovered, you won't get a penny!"
The voice on the phone was panicked: "Miss Miller, something terrible happened! The old lady woke up for a minute just now, clearly called Emily's name, and asked about that child! She's unconscious again now, all the specialists are rushing over, and Mr. Baker is bringing Emily to the hospital!"
"What did you say?!" Grace shot up from her seat, the chair scraping harshly across the floor.
She gripped her phone tightly, her face turning pale!
"How... how could she wake up? Wasn't she supposed to be unconscious? And the chance of a vegetative patient waking up is close to zero, how could that old thing possibly..."
"You need to come over quickly, Mr. Baker and the others will be here any minute!"
Hearing this, Grace's face twisted grotesquely.
That old thing really had nine lives!
She knew better than anyone that the old lady's coma wasn't an accident at all!
But let's set that aside for now.
Just considering the present—she was only half a step away from entering the Baker family!
If the old lady woke up, she would never let her marry into the Baker family smoothly, and everything she'd done would be exposed.
Forget being a Baker family daughter-in-law—even prison time would be enough to ruin her!