Chapter 186
When the child was born, he was not dead, but Morgan had the baby taken away, because he felt that
Natalia wasn''t suitable to be Mrs. Andersen. All he wanted was to hide the child away and get Natalia
to leave. If she had no ties to the child, she would leave quickly. But what he didn''t expect was for
Natalia to drive off a cliff when she learned of the baby''s supposed death.
Morgan was guilt-ridden, but his principles remained unchanged. Now that Natalia was gone, he would
raise the child well.
Now, Magnus was still unable to cope because of Natalia, and this annoyed Morgan. He considered
whether to let Magnus know about the child; perhaps it would inspire him to pull himself together. After
all, Natalia was no longer in this world, and the child would have to be known to Magnus sooner or
On that day, the child did not die, Morgan fooled everyone. When Natalia was critically ill, Morgan
received the news and rushed to the hospital. The situation was dire, and the doctor asked Morgan
whether they had to save the mother or the child.
Morgan always disdained Natalia and never cared for her well-being. He never valued Natalia and felt
she was not fit to be the Andersen family''s matriarch, let alone Magnus'' wife. He had no intention to
consider her life at all.
So, Morganmanded that every effort should be made to preserve the Andersen Corporation
bloodline, and as for Natalia, who was carrying the Andersen Corporation bloodline, it was left to fate to
decide!
When the doctors saved the child, Natalia also survived. Morgan saw Natalia alive and well, and
immediately bribed all the doctors and nurses present, to take the child away, and tell Natalia the child
was dead. He just wanted Natalia to leave. The Andersen family''s child would have the highest honor!
Luckily, Natalia survived, but when she woke up, all the medical staff told her that the child had died
due to an untimely rescue. Natalia was devastated and never knew that Morgan had secretly taken her
child away.
In Morgan''s heart, Natalia was not suitable to be the matriarch of the Andersen family, and this matter
would soon pass. After all, there were many outstanding girls around Magnus every day, and he would
forget Natalia in no time.
Women were all the same, if one was gone, there would be another. As long as Magnus had money,
he would neverck a wife!
Morgan''s n was good, but he did not expect to have underestimated the situation. He originally
thought that as time passed, Magnus would gradually forget Natalia. But what he didn''t expect was that
even after so long, Magnus not only failed to recover, but had also lost his memory.
Every day Magnus was like a child oblivious to world affairs. He even wanted to give up the entire
Andersen Corporation. What was this all about?! Morgan was annoyed, and he felt he had to give
Magnus a harsh stimulus.
That day, Morgan woke up early, held his great-grandson in his arms, and drove to Sapphire Ind. On
the way, Morgan held his chubby great-grandson, kissed and looked at him with reluctance. This was
the Andersen family''s bloodline. He was clever and smart, with adorable looks just like Magnus when
he was a child. If it wasn''t for waking up that damn boy Magnus, he really didn''t want to send him away.
Soon, the car arrived at Sapphire Ind and stopped in front of Magnus'' vi.
Linden never expected Morgan toe to Sapphire Ind again; he hurried to greet him. As soon as
he opened the car door, he saw Morgan holding a little baby in his arms. The baby was chubby and
round, giggling at Linden, making him dazed.
Was Linden crossing time and space? Otherwise, how was he looking at a spitting image of Mr.
Magnus as a child?
Not believing his eyes, Linden respectfully bowed to Morgan. "Sir, this child?"
Morgan knew Linden had guessed it and did not deny it. "Yes, this is Magnus'' son."
Linden was stunned, standing in ce, not knowing what to say next.
The son of Mr. Magnus?
He had just been guessing, but guessing and getting a definite answer werepletely different
things. Moreover, Morgan had confirmed Linden’s suspicions, which was even more surprising.
When did he have such a son? Looking at that smiling little face, it was clearly an angel who had
identally fallen to earth!
"What are you dazing for? Why don''t you lead the way?" Perhaps because he was holding his great-
grandson, Morgan was in a good mood, and his tone was a bit teasing.
Linden came back to his senses and nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, let''s go, sir, this way."
"Um," Morgan grunted from his nose, carefully held his precious great-grandson, and walked towards
the vi.
Linden walked ahead. His steps light as if he was running. In three steps, Linden arrived at the front of
the vi, pushed open the door, and eximed joyously, "Sir, Mr. Morgan is here, Morgan is here."
Linden''s sudden shout echoed through the vi, and May came over in a hurry and nced at Linden.
"What are you yelling for? Has Mr. Morgan never been here before?"
"It’s different this time!" Linden''s face crinkled up with delight. He pointed towards Morgan, not far
behind him. "Take a good look, a real good look. What''s Morgan got in his arms there?"
May had been busily chiding Linden for his fussiness, but upon hearing his words, she followed his
pointing finger and saw Morgan awkwardly making his way towards them. She squinted slightly, and
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sure enough, Morgan was holding a baby. It looked to be around five or six months old!
No way!
May rubbed her eyes, tugging on Linden''s sleeve. "Linden, whose little one is Morgan holding?"
Having worked at the Andersen’s for over thirty years, she knew Morgan''s temperament well. He had a
well-known aversion to children.
Despite the fact that he now treated Mr. Magnus as if he were his precious gem, when Mr. Magnus was
a child, the mere sound of his crying would have Morgan ready to toss him out, all because he was too
noisy. Yet, could it truly be that Morgan, a man with such repulsion towards children, was now cradling
a baby in his arms? May found it hard to believe.
However, reality left no room for May''s disbelief, for before Linden could answer, Morgan had already
made his careful approach. His strides were steady and firm, as he moved gingerly. It was as if he were
holding a precious treasure, fearful that one careless move might break it.