Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 37

“Then why did that O’Shea woman go around saying that she was the one in the car?” Arthur asked.

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Blake answered, “She just trying to hype things up. We have a new project launching soon. The company needs some publicity.”

Arthur’s rage dissipated by half at his words. He asked, “You’ve settled on a new project so soon?”

“When have I ever disappointed you?” Blake smiled.

This was why Arthur liked him. He was level–headed and capable. It was the reason Arthur had handed him the reins for Windmere Group.

Now that they were done talking about work, Arthur moved on to urging them to start a family. “You’re not getting any younger, Blake. Stop going abroad on business trips. Delegate the things to your subordinates. You should focus on your family and have a child with Yasmin soon. I want a great–grandchild.”

Now that he was getting on in years, Arthur’s biggest wish was to have a great–grandchild. Blake glanced at Yasmin with his smile intact. He said, “Okay.”

Yasmin lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly. Blake did already have a child, but she wasn’t the one carrying it–Giselle was. She wondered whether Arthur would relent and allow Giselle to marry Blake if he found out about it. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Yasmin stood there for a while. When she saw Annalise head into the kitchen, she followed her to offer her help. In the kitchen, Annalise instructed the maids to make sure everything was cooked to perfection.

Annalise was 58 this year. She’d lost her husband when she was younger and had gotten cancer in the later part of her life. She had to take targeted drugs every month now to keep the condition under control. She didn’t have long to live.

Just like Arthur, her biggest wish was to see Blake start a family. And so, when Yasmin. stepped into the kitchen, the first thing Annalise did was ask, “Do you have any good news for me, Yasmin?”

Annalise had been urging them to have kids since last year. If Yasmin were to have a child, it would please Arthur, and Annalise would stop being against her and Blake.

She wasn’t satisfied with Yasmin, to begin with. She thought Yasmin wasn’t worthy of Blake.

Two years ago, if not for Stuart luring Blake into a trap, he wouldn’t have married Yasmin. She was nothing but a pretty face.

To make matters worse, Yasmin had yet to get pregnant despite being married to Blake for two years. This upset Annalise even more.

“Not yet.” Yasmin shook her head and lowered her gaze.

Annalise felt like she had something lodged in her throat. “Neil’s son is 28 this year. He just got married last year. I heard she’s already pregnant now. If their child is the first boy of the Ford

family’s next generation, Arthur may just give them some shares if he’s happy. You’ll put Blake in a tough spot.”

Yasmin listened to her quietly. She didn’t respond. Whenever they came here, Annalise would say these things to her. She knew Annalise and Arthur wanted Blake to have a child, but what could she do when things weren’t going her way?

“Blake’s already 30 this year,” Annalise continued. After continuing in this vein for a while longer, a maid came in to say that Blake’s uncle, Neil Ford, and his family had arrived.

Annalise paused, then said to Yasmin, “You’re such a disappointment!”

With that, she turned and left the kitchen. Yasmin remained rooted to the spot. She sighed softly. She had to stop beating herself up over these things. They wouldn’t have anything to do with her in the future anyway.

Yasmin was only here for Eunice’s sake. Once this matter had been dealt with, she would never step foot in Ford Residence again. She picked up the pot of broth and brought it to the dining hall.

Annalise was receiving Neil and his wife–they were Roxy’s parents. Roxy was also present. She was dressed in branded items from head to toe. She looked at Yasmin with a bright smile.

Yasmin couldn’t be bothered to say anything to her. She searched the place for Blake, but he wasn’t around. He was probably having a game of chess with Arthur. Whenever they came here, Blake and Arthur would discuss the company’s confidential matters over chess.

“Go upstairs and call Arthur and Blake to the meal,” Annalise said to one of the maids. Then, she turned to Yasmin and said, “Help set the table.”