Chapter 613 Are You Telling Me That Bianca Is Chris''s Granddaughter?


    Bianca fell asleep on the journey back home, perhaps because too many things had happened today


    and that her pregnancy was making her sleepy.


    Luke drove slowly on the road. After they arrived at Crawford Manor, he picked up Bianca, who was still


    fast asleep, and carried her into the bedroom.


    He met Allison on the second-floor corridor.


    She was furious when she saw how her son was carefully carrying Bianca in his arms. "My son, she''s


    so heavy when she''s pregnant. Can''t you wake her up and get her to walk upstairs herself? Isn''t


    carrying her very tiring?"


    Luke was emotionless. He ignored his mother''s exhortations and went toward the bedroom.


    After cing Bianca on the bed in afortable position, he covered her with a nket, kissed her


    forehead, and went downstairs.


    Allison had nowhere to release her anger.


    She could see that her son''s face was thinner because of his workload, and so shedled a hearty


    bowl of chicken soup for him.


    While handing him the bowl, she continued to dress him down. "You''re always working, and you don''t


    even take care of yourself. Look at how much weight you''ve lost. What''s so good about that woman


    anyway? She''s not from a wealthy family, she doesn''t have any academic qualifications, and her looks


    are unremarkable. Fine, I can tolerate all that, but she can''t even take care of herself. Instead, you


    have to take care of her. I don''t need a daughter-inw as useless as that."


    Luke was about to eat a spoonful of soup, but his mother''s words made him lose his appetite.


    He ced the bowl heavily on the table and said, "Mother, Bianca usually takes care of me. She''s


    heavily pregnant now, and it''s my responsibility as her husband to take care of her. Moreover, the baby


    in her womb is your grandson. Can''t you be a little more sympathetic?"


    Allison red at her son angrily and said abruptly, "I met your Uncle ttst night. He just got back to


    the country not long ago, and his daughter who has been studying overseas is back too. She''s an


    outstanding girl, and I think she''s even got a doctorate. She''s not only smart, but she has a good


    character too. Do you remember her? You even made her cry when you were small..." "How could I


    forget about her?"'' Luke answered carelessly.


    Allison found a group photo on her phone and pointed to a girl with a sweet smile. "That''s her. Her


    name is Miriam tt. She used to be a goodlooking girl, and now she''s prettier than most celebrities."


    Luke nced at it and looked away. He had seen his fair share of beautiful women, and Miriam was


    considered average in his eyes. Perhaps one could argue that his heart only belonged to Bianca, and


    that was why he was not interested in other women.


    "She''s alright, maybe about the same as Bianca," he replied nonchntly.


    Allison was furious by those words!


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    "Tell me, Luke, why did I give birth to an ingrate like you? How can Biancapare to Miriam? If only


    you''d marry a girl like Miriam, I..."


    Luke was not interested in his mother''s babbling. He ced the half-eaten bowl of soup on the table


    and said, "I''m going to look for Grandfather. When I was on the way back, Grandfather asked me to


    look for him."


    Allison narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Your grandfather is in the backyard pruning the bushes. Why


    is he looking for you?"


    Luke did not answer her. He stood up and walked toward the backyard.


    Allison looked at her son''s back and sighed heavily. Why did she give birth to a son that made her


    constantly worry?


    The backyard had rose bushes of all varieties and colors. The flowers were in full bloom.


    Old Master Crawford had tended to the nts with great care.


    His hobby after retirement was gardening. It kept him healthy and cheerful.


    At the moment, Old Master Crawford was focused on snipping some twigs while the middle-aged


    gardener helped him.


    Luke walked in front of Old Master Crawford. He picked up a pair of scissors and helped his


    grandfather. "Did you look for me, Grandfather?"


    Old Master Crawford dismissed the gardener. He put his scissors away, took off his gloves, and asked


    directly, How was the Norman family''s reunion banquet? Did you meet Old Mr. Norman''s


    granddaughter who has been lost for more than twenty years?"


    A few days ago, he had been ying chess with Old Mr. Norman. Thetter was happy to announce


    that he would reunite with his granddaughter at a reunion banquet, and he had given Old Master


    Crawford an invitation.


    Old Master Crawford was not fond of crowds, and so he sent Luke on his behalf. Even though he was


    not there, he was nheless interested because he and Old Mr. Norman were old friends.


    Luke furrowed his brows. "That granddaughter is an impostor. Dr. Hoover, who had conducted the DNA


    test, had falsified the results. At the banquet, he exposed to everyone that Leia Norman had


    ckmailed him to do so."


    Old Master Crawford''s expression sank when he heard that.


    "What happened? Why did that Leia girl do that? This is ridiculous. How could she tamper with blood


    rtions? So where''s Chris''s true granddaughter?" "You don''t have to worry about that, Grandfather.


    Just take care of yourself, " Luke said calmly.


    Old Master Crawford sighed. "Sigh, Chris has it hard. He has resigned to the fact that he won''t have


    any biological grandchildren. After they received the good news, I can see that he''s happier than


    anyone else even though he doesn''t say it. You were only four years old when his daughter-in-w


    became pregnant. Back then, I made a promise with Chris that if he gets a granddaughter, the two of


    you shall be married, so that you''ll be Chris’s grandson-inw, and that girl will be my granddaughter-


    inw. Unfortunately, so many things happened in such a short time!"


    When Luke heard his grandfather mention that promise, he abruptly said," Perhaps that promise has


    alreadye true, Grandfather." "What do you mean?" Old Master Crawford could not understand


    what his grandson meant. "Didn''t you say that the Norman granddaughter is an impostor? Moreover,


    you''ve already registered your marriage with Bianca. It''s impossible that you''ll marry someone from the


    Normans."


    Luke smiled cryptically but did not say anything. He guessed that Bianca must be awake by now. After


    exchanging some pleasantries with his grandfather, he put his scissors away and went to the bedroom.


    Old Master Crawford continued to prune the bushes. Suddenly, he remembered what his grandson


    said.


    His weathered eyes sparkled.


    "What did Luke say just now?


    ''Perhaps the promise of having the Norman girl to be my granddaughter-iw has alreadye true.


    Don''t tell me...


    Bianca is Chris''s true granddaughter?''