Chapter 209
Maisy feared that Janine might know something and might have spilled the beans to
Sadie
“Janine didn’t say a word. How rude! She’s just an uncultured swine in the sticks.”
Sadie fumed.
“Mom, don’t get mad. She hasn’t been in Jipsburg for long. She’s still rough around the edges. It’s not worth it to get upset over her,” Maisy said.
Maisy was relieved that she hadn’t been raised by Janine. Otherwise, she would have likely been the same country bumpkin type that Sadie looked down on.
Sadie took a deep breath. “Alright. If Mr. Martin doesn’t like you, it’s his loss.
“Our family is going through a tough time now. We need to come up with a plan as soon as possible. Charles is practically living at the office, and your dad is so
stressed that his hair is turning white.”
“I understand, Mom.”
“And Maisy, have you checked in with the hospital about your health? Skylar is heartless! How could she refuse to donate blood for you? She should at least do it
for herself,” Sadie seethed.
Skylar consumed her thoughts, fueling her anger.
A few days ago, Sadie might have felt a hint of guilt toward Skylar. But now, she was
confident that Skylar was nothing but trouble.
The only daughter she acknowledged now was Maisy.
“She probably won’t donate blood to me anymore,” Maisy said, biting her lip.
Once, she had been confident that Skylar wouldn’t dare defy her because of the need
to appease the Williams family. But now…
“I’m sure she will. She’ll come crawling back. And when she does, she won’t have at choice but to comply,” Sadie declared confidently.
Sadie was confident that Skylar’s relationship as a mistress wouldn’t last and that she would soon be cast aside.
Sadie felt disgusted at the thought of having a daughter who was a forsaken sugar baby.
The hospital was quiet in the morning.
Edgar had arranged an appointment for Skylar and Joe at a discreet private hospital known for catering to celebrities and dignitaries.
Skylar and Joe underwent a series of tests and then waited for the results. Skylar had taken the day off, and Joe had cleared his schedule, so they went to a nearby restaurant for lunch.
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They chose a small private room and ordered fondue. Skylar specifically requested a pot with both cheese and broth.
“Is this all you’re getting?” Skylar eyed Joe’s choices–bread, vegetables, beef, and pasta. She thought fondue with little variety lacked soul.
“Mind if I order some sausage and seafood?” Skylar asked, salivating over the menu. Fondue was Skylar’s favorite, especially with a mix of flavors.
Joe looked every bit the corporate elite in his sleek suit, and his choices reflected
that. Skylar doubted that he indulged in fondue often…
“You can choose. Order whatever you like,” Joe replied.
With that, Skylar ordered everything she craved, knowing she could eat two to three times her usual amount when it came to fondue.
As the dishes arrived, Skylar noticed that Joe had barely touched the cheese dip. He hadn’t even used the different sauces.
She glanced at Joe before feasting on her seafood platter of prawns, lobsters, crab, and more.
All of a sudden, Joe said, “Maybe we should ask the doctor later if it’s safe to eat seafood while we’re trying to conceive.”