Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 933

Chapter 933

Sammy's eyelids twitched several times. What a bold proposal by Tracy!

If this succeeds, it will definitely devastate the relationship between Catelyn and Cedrick. In addition to that, it would paint a very bad impression of Candrick to Old Madam Atherton. It's like killing two birds with one stone.

"But Master Cedrick is a pretty smart guy and would definitely not do anything rash in the banquet," said Sammy.

"Yes, Master Cedrick is smart indeed. However, Joanne is not a very bright person. I heard that she's pregnant with Uncle Edwin's child. Imagine if Cedrick got himself so deep into this and got rid of the child in Joanne's womb. I don't think Master Cedrick and Uncle Edwin would ever be friends again." Tracy sneered.

"No, no, no..." Sammy was visibly shaken as she spoke, "The old lady really values the baby in her womb."

"Aren't you going to help me with this?" Tracy said angrily.

"I'm thinking for your safety as well..." replied Sammy.

"Forget it, if you're not gonna help me, I'll do it myself!" scolded Tracy.

Sammy was feeling entangled at the moment, seeing her daughter being so furious, "Well then, what should I do?" she asked.

Tracy motioned her mom to get closer and told her the plan.

Just as Catelyn got to the bathroom, she suddenly felt a sharp sting in her stomach, as if something was tearing her from inside.

Perhaps it was just her period. Catelyn requested the servant to prepare some sanitary products for her.

Cedrick realized his wife was away for quite a while and sent her a concerned text message.

Meanwhile, Old Madam Atherton was feeling tired from playing with Miles and Ollie.

It must be the age catching up to her.

Joanne accompanied the old lady back to the living room to rest. Other guests around noticed the harmonious interaction between both Joanne and Old Madam Atherton, and some could not help but to feel envious, while some were sour.

"Joanne, you are pregnant now. You must take care of your own safety at all times, understand? It's really cold outside, yet you are wearing such thin clothing. The baby is going to catch a cold!" Old Madam Atherton said as she took Joanne's hand earnestly.

Joanne looked at Old Madam Atherton's hopeful expression and asked, ’ Grandma, do you love me, or do you love the baby in my womb?"

Old Madam Atherton smiled dotingly. "The baby will be coming out of your stomach. Of course, I would love both you and the baby."

"Miles and Ollie are also very cute, and they are almost four years old. They can run and dance and make you happy. My child, however, would still take several years to grow up to be able to play with you," said Joanne.

Joanne was trying very hard to dispel Old Madam Atherton's ardent expectations for the child in her womb.