Chapter 290

"The main branch only has you and Nathan now. How can we compete with the other branches when dividing the inheritance? By headcount, we'd lose out. But if your brother or you had a child, that would change everything."

Margaret Evans lowered her voice.

Isabella Evans gasped in realization. "So that's why you..."

"You're hopeless now. But Chloe Valentine is already carrying our golden ticket."

Isabella's eyes widened. "Five hundred million?"

Margaret smiled without answering.

Inside the hospital room, Chloe heard every word.

She looked down at her flat stomach. Five hundred million...

That sum could secure her future forever.

......

Three days later, Margaret personally handled Chloe's discharge.

The accident had left them both shaken.

At home, Chloe became extra cautious—even giving up her beloved spicy foods.

Margaret treated her like royalty, granting her every whim.

Nathan never showed up.

His phone calls went unanswered or were abruptly ended.

His disdain for Chloe was now unmistakable.

Chloe didn't care anymore.

With five hundred million at stake, who needed Nathan's heart?

Weeks passed, and Chloe's belly began to show.

One day at the foyer, she asked sweetly, "Aunt Margaret, will you make me chicken soup after my prenatal checkup?"

Margaret stiffened.

"Can't Mrs. Harrison make it?"

"I only want yours." Chloe rubbed her stomach.

Margaret clenched her teeth. "Fine."

Returning from the appointment, the soup was ready.

As Margaret ladled it out, Chloe suddenly remarked, "Aunt Margaret, are you pregnant too?"

Margaret's hand jerked. Scalding broth splashed across the table.