Bet had been strong-willed since he was a child. If she opposed him too forcefully, it would only damage their rtionship. Emma Moore had only one son, and she didn''t want to be estranged from him over Yvonne.


    Emma didn''t want to go back to Thompson Manor, so Bet drove her to one of his other properties. Since it waste, he decided to stay the night.


    Meanwhile, Frank rushed to the nursing home where Mrs. Thompson Sr. was staying.


    A doctor had just called to inform him that his mother had copsed.


    Given her severe heart failure, copsing was extremely dangerous; she might never wake up.


    But when Frank burst into the VIP room, he found Mrs. Thompson Sr. sitting up in bed, holding Ynda''s hand, her old face wrinkled with a wide, joyous smile.


    Frank realized he had been deceived again, and his expression immediately darkened.


    "Frank, you''re here! Come,e over," Mrs. Thompson Sr. beckoned happily, looking full of vigor.


    "The doctor said you copsed," Frank stated, his face cold.


    "I was so happy I nearly fainted!" Mrs. Thompson Sr.ughed. "Ynda is such a blessing! She''s pregnant, five weeks along!"


    The incident with the escort had strained Ynda and Eden''s rtionship, but now, unexpectedly, Ynda had discovered she was pregnant. Both the Walker family and Eden were eagerly anticipating this child.


    Mrs. Thompson Sr., who had been looking half-dead for some time, now seemed to have a new lease on life, her energypletely restored.


    "Ynda, dear, you must take good care of yourself now that you''re pregnant. Are you having morning sickness? How''s your appetite?”


    "I feel nauseous every morning and don''t have much of an appetite," Ynda replied, clearly annoyed at having her hand held by the old woman.


    "All women get sick during pregnancy. Don''t be too delicate You have to eat well to make sure my great-grandson is plump and healthy." Mrs. Thompson Sr. Cald grinning from ear to ear.


    Ynda didn''t even bother to respond. She pulled her hand away and wiped it on her dress with a look of disgust.


    Overjoyed Mrs. Thompson Sr. didn''t seem to notice Ynda''s airs. She turned to Eden and instructed You must take good care of Ynda. This is our Thompson family''s first great-grandchild, he''s precious."


    "Grandma, it''s only been five weeks. We don''t know if it''s a boy or a girl yet," Eden said with a chuckle.


    "Nonsense, don''t say such things! It''s definitely my little great-grandson," Mrs. Thompson Sr. immediately corrected him, then reached for Frank.


    "Frank, you''re going to be a grandfather soon! Our Thompson family has an heir again!"


    Frank''s face remained grim. He considered Eden a disgrace; why would he want a grandchild from him?


    Besides, Eden wasn''t his only son.


    He had Bet, his legitimate


    sessful son, who was


    also


    abob


    to get married. He wasn''t worried about ack of grandchildren.


    "I''m d you''re happy," Frank said tly.


    “Of course, I''m happy! This old body of mine has to hold on. If I can just see my little great-grandson born, I can die in peace,” Mrs. Thompson Sr. eximed.


    "Then you should take care of your health," Frank said, turning to leave.


    He had to have been out of his mind to abandon his wife and son and rush over here.


    There was a time when he and his mother had only each other, when she was the closest person to him in the world.