The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 734

"He threw a fit for most of the night. He woke up early this morning and completely refused to eat. He only just passed out," Adela whispered. "He'll probably sleep for a while."

Catherine walked over, gently pulling the blanket over Jasper's shoulders and rhythmically patting his back.

"It's okay, sweetheart," she murmured soothingly. "I'm here. No more crying."

The boy's soft whimpers gradually faded, and the tight lines on his forehead smoothed out.

Adela lingered by the door, watching them for a long moment. "The Successor Vote tomorrow is absolutely critical. You're far more capable than Lorinda; you have a real shot at turning this around. Geoffrey has already made private deals with some board members. As long as you secure the inheritance, he'll let Jasper go. And I bet Davis will drop his claim entirely."

"I understand. Get out," Catherine said flatly, refusing to even glance in her direction.

Adela hesitated for a second before finally slipping out, closing the door softly behind her.

Catherine lay down next to Jasper. He slept heavily until eight o'clock that evening.

The moment his eyes fluttered open to the unfamiliar surroundings, he let out a piercing wail. "Mommy! Mommy!"

His hoarse, raspy cries felt like a dagger twisting in Catherine's chest.

She flicked on the bedside lamp and scooped him into her arms. "Jasper, look, it's me. I'm right here."

The second she touched him, Jasper thrashed violently, kicking his little legs as he scrambled to the far corner of the bed.

Before he could scramble away any further, the familiar voice registered. He froze, looking at her in sheer disbelief.

His dark, tear-filled eyes blinked rapidly. He raised a tiny arm to furiously wipe his face.

Once he realized who was sitting in front of him, his terrified screams broke into pathetic, heart-wrenching sobs.

"I want Mommy!" he cried, crawling frantically back into Catherine's lap.