After posting her update, Lilith was about to lie down and rest when her phone chimed. She glanced at it.
It was Aria, liking her post.
In fact, she had liked several of her posts in a row.
It was as if she was doing it deliberately for Lilith to see.
Lilith also saw Aria’s post. In an instant, she screamed and threw her phone across the room.
That bitch Aria, how dare she provoke her?
The only reason she was pregnant was because Lilith needed her umbilical cord blood.
Otherwise, Gideon wouldn’t even have given Aria a second glance!
“What’s wrong?”
Roxanne heard the commotion in the hospital room and rushed in.
“Lilith?”
Lilith’s eyes were red. “Mom, Gideon just went back to see Aria! He actually likes Aria’s baby too, doesn’t he?”
Roxanne froze.
Gideon liked Aria?
That was impossible, right?
After all, Gideon himself had hinted that she could do something once the fetus was more developed.
“Why do you say that?”
“Aria posted on her feed!”
Roxanne sat next to Lilith, took out her own phone, and checked Aria’s feed, only to find it empty.
“She set it so only I could see it!” Lilith gritted her teeth. “Mom, Aria absolutely cannot have Gideon’s child! If she does, I won’t be able to rest in peace even when I’m dead!”
“What nonsense are you talking about? If Aria doesn’t have the baby, what about your illness?”
The mention of Lilith’s illness made Roxanne’s eyes well up with tears.
“Mom, I really don’t want to use the cord blood from Aria and Gideon’s child. The thought of it makes me sick.”
Lilith started crying too.
“Please help me, okay? Make Aria miscarry quickly, then Gideon won’t care about her anymore!”
Moreover, after her transfusion today, Lilith didn't feel her usual energy. Instead, she felt her body rapidly deteriorating.
They say people can sense when they’re about to die.
Lilith had a faint feeling that this was what it felt like.
Aria’s heart tightened, but her expression remained calm.
“You think he’d be cremated with that thing still in him?”
She had noticed that problem when she was preparing the fake ashes yesterday, but time was short, and she couldn’t find an identical substitute.
But what Aria said was a plausible excuse.
The atmosphere grew tense.
Charles didn’t believe Aria would hand over the ashes so easily, but he had no proof that she was lying.
“Madam, Ms. Flora Keene is here to see you,” a servant came in and announced.
“She said she has something for you, concerning your mother.”
Aria's expression darkened. Why was Flora so persistent?
But the mother Flora was referring to had to be Aria's birth mother, right?
After all, she had cut ties with the Rowan family just yesterday.
“Let her in.”
When Flora entered, she was carrying a file folder. She sat down right next to Charles.

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