Chapter 2857
Chapter 2857
“Darling, you''ve been exhausting yourself too long, and that’s why you’re unwell. Why don’t you just stay home and take some
time to rest and recuperate?”Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.
Regina nodded, her gaze lowered as she nibbled on her breakfast, looking obedient.
Francis watched her, feeling a pang of fatherly pride. His little girl had grown up, and perhaps she understood the sacrifices he’d
made.
Little did he know, she was already plotting to sneak into his study for evidence once he left for work.
In this household, Francis was the only one with a nine-to-five. Once he departed, the atmosphere at the breakfast table shifted
entirely.
Regina kept quiet but discreetly moved her chair two spots away from Imogen.
“Oh, weren''t you ying the doting daughter just a moment ago? Why aren’t you sitting next to me now?”
Regina replied with a smile, “Oh, | wouldn''t dare. I’m just worried my illness may affect the little one in your womb.”
When Regina was a little girl and had first tried to get close to her, she had retreated. She imed Regina''s been a bad luck,
which was why her mother died so young. Thatment had stuck with Regina for a long time.
But this time, Imogen nodded earnestly. “Indeed, we don’t want any bad luck around here. This baby is a stroke of good fortune,
and it’s best you keep your distance. After all, your father is counting on me to deliver the son your mother never could.”
Regina’s sip of soy milk paused, and then she continued as if nothing was amiss.
Regina could keep her cool, but Emma certainly couldn''t.
Yes, Francis had gone to work, but the family members who had always stood by R hadn''t left. Emma was about to serve up
some pudding when she overheard Imogel berating Regina.
She couldn''t contain her anger, so she mmed the pudding down on the table. “Mad isn’t that a bit harsh? Is that really
something you should be saying to Regina?”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself. Who are you to raise your voice to me? A mere servant, y dare to speak up against me and forget
your ce?”
Emma chuckled, “Who rules the roost isn’t for me to say, but it’s certainly not yo
you. This house bears the Tanner name, and Mr. Tanner is the head. | wonder if he knows how spiteful you are about his former
wife?”