“Reenie, you’ve been married to Geoff for over three years without giving him a child.
Do you know how people judge him?
Consider others‘ feelings–don’t be so selfish.”
Selfish..
Maureen laughed bitterly inside. Who was truly selfish?
When she’d been childless before, why hadn’t this woman questioned her own son?
“I’ve said it–take this up with Geoffrey. It’s not that I refuse to leave.”
Heather hadn’t expected such defiance. She marched toward Maureen. “Is this how you speak to your elders?”
Her palm shot toward Maureen’s face-
But Maureen seized her wrist mid–air.
“Compose yourself, Ms. Gu.”
Maureen flung her hand away.
Heather staggered backward. Long after leaving, she couldn’t reconcile this steel–willed woman with the meek daugh-
ter–in–law she’d once known.
After stepping outside, she picked up her phone and called her private secretary.
“Find out what Geoff has been doing lately.”
Though Heather was Geoffrey’s mother, she couldn’t fathom his thoughts.
He claimed not to love Maureen, yet kept her at Pearl.
What was wrong with him?
Lately, she noticed Geoffrey often seemed distracted.
If this continued, other Sutton Family branches would exploit the weakness.
After hanging up, Heather anxiously called Wayne and Geoffrey’s secretaries, fishing for information about him, but learned nothing useful.
Inside the villa.
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Maureen listened to the departing car, her heart uneasy.
Geoffrey didn’t care about children, but the Suttons valued descendants deeply.
Because of Heather and her mother Noelle, she’d been forced to swallow countless medicines.
She knew how desperately Heather wanted a grandson, praying Geoffrey wouldn’t tell her about Ethan.
Outside Pearl.
A small figure in a mask and hat watched from afar.
Jacob told the driver he was playing with friends, and his friend’s driver would take him home that evening.
Then he took a taxi alone to Pearl.
He wanted to see Mommy, check how her allergy was doing, and find out if that jerk was around.
As dusk settled, he turned back without catching sight of Maureen.
No taxis here–he’d have to trek a kilometer or two.
Heather’s car glided past just then. Staring blankly out the window, her gaze snagged on Jacob’s small figure.
What’s a child doing here?
Frowning, she signaled the driver to stop.
Stepping out, Heather’s icy expression melted into kindness the instant she recognized Jacob.
“Jacob, what brings you here?”
No other homes stood near Pearl.
Caught off guard, Jacob froze–no time to hide.
“Hello, Grandma Heather. I got separated from friends while playing.”
Those striking, deep–set eyes held an inexplicable familiarity, dissolving her foul mood.
“I see.”
A flicker of hope faded within Heather.
For a heartbeat before recognizing him, she’d imagined her son might’ve sneak her a grandson.
What a pity…
Heather didn’t suspect the child, came up to Jacob, crouched down: “Do you remember where you live?
Grandma can take you home?”
Heather’s kindness surprised Jacob a little.
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Though Mommy never mentioned this grandma to him, he’d already looked into it.
Heather, once the Gu family heiress, was an iron lady.
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After marrying Grandpa, since Grandpa didn’t care for the family, she raised her son alone, never smiling to outsiders.
While he was lost in thought, Heather said again: “If you remember your dad or mom’s number, Grandma can help you call them.”
Jacob snapped out of it, bowed to her.
“Thank you, can you take me to the main road bus stop?
I know how to take the bus back.”
Such a polite and smart child made Heather like him even more.
She sighed, if Geoff had just listened to her, her grandson would probably be this big now.
“Okay, come on, get in the car, Grandma will take you to the bus stop.”
After all, she was his real grandma, Jacob wasn’t worried she was bad, got in the car, wanting to see what kind of per- son she really was.
Once in the car,
Heather couldn’t help but chat with the little guy.
Jacob started probing her: “Grandma, do you live here?
That villa looks huge.”
Heather smiled.
“This is my son’s home. I don’t live here.”
Jacob pressed further: “Then you must be visiting your grandson, right?”
At the mention of a grandson, Heather’s expression shifted.
“Sigh, Grandma doesn’t have a grandson yet. If she did, she’d give him a villa bigger than a palace.”
Heather wasn’t joking. If she knew the child before her was her own flesh and blood,
she’d give him the finest, most extravagant life.
When Maureen first married into the Sutton family, Heather had built playgrounds, go–kart tracks, ski slopes–all dedi- cated spaces for children’s fun and learning.
Roger spent years away with his mistress, while Geoffrey had grown up pursuing his own career.
Alone at home, Heather felt crushing loneliness, desperately longing for a grandson to keep her company.
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