The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 964

Sure, there might be some functional impact down the line.

But Mr. Carter was acting like the apocalypse had arrived.

It was baffling.

"Sir, are you harboring some secret royal bloodline?" Claire asked dryly. "Is it strictly mandatory that he produces an heir to the throne?"

Mr. Carter let out a heavy sigh. "No royal bloodline, just a family diner."

"But my mother..."

Years ago, when Mrs. Carter struggled to produce a male heir, her mother-in-law had made her life a living hell.

The tension had severely fractured Mr. Carter's relationship with his own mother.

It was only after they quietly had a second child—Hudson—that the family dynamic smoothed over.

The old woman was still alive and kicking. If she found out her only grandson was shooting blanks and the family line was dead, the fallout would be catastrophic.

At their age, having another child was out of the question.

"So just don't tell her," Claire said, completely immune to the melodrama.

"Besides, your family only has a diner to pass down. Your son is studying at The Cabinda University. He'll probably settle in the city and rarely come home."

"How often is he really going to see your mother anyway?"

Mr. Carter blinked, utterly speechless. The girl made a shockingly good point.

Finn shot Claire a helpless look before addressing the parents again. "I never said his function was permanently gone. It entirely depends on his rehabilitation."

"We'll provide the best possible treatment."

"Please, try not to jump to worst-case scenarios."

The Carters were simple, earnest people.

Hearing the doctor's reassurance, they nodded tearfully and immediately asked the nurses what supplies they needed to buy for his recovery room.

They hurried off to gather essentials before Hudson woke up.

Mrs. Carter would stay at the hospital, while Mr. Carter had to catch a train back to Apex.

They couldn't afford to keep the diner closed for too long.

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