Chapter 1096 Shanks Is Taking Care of the Child


    "It''s not serious. Don''t you trust in Mr. Shanks''s skills?" The kitchendy chuckled when she saw how


    anxious Eler was. Then, she continued, "It''s strange though. The baby has been very difficult, but I''ve


    never heard her cry in theb. Mr. Shanks is either very good with kids, or..."


    The kitchendy stopped speaking. Eler did not understand what she was trying to say, so she asked,


    "Or what, Madam?"


    "Silly girl! What if Mr. Shanks calmed the baby down with drugs?" The kitchendy whispered.


    Shanks was not short on drugs. Surely at least one of them could be used to calm a baby down.


    Eler was shocked. "Mr. Shanks will never do that!" She said in disbelief.


    "What do you mean? None of the men on this ind would have the patience to take care of a baby!"


    The kitchendy said.


    Eler became even more anxious when she heard that. She was about to rush into theboratory to


    check on the baby when Shanks came out while carrying the baby.


    "Give it to me." He nced at the sk in the kitchendy''s hand.


    The kitchendy gave him the sk immediately.


    Eler stole a nce at the baby in Shanks''s arms. She had a smile on her fair and cute face, and her


    eyes were animated and lively.


    The baby did not look like she was drugged.


    Shanks nced at Eler. "Is there anything?" He asked.


    Eler shook her head and replied, "Nothing. I''ll go and take care of Miss. Bye, Mr. Shanks."


    She bowed, turned around, and hurriedly left.


    Shanks turned his head to look at the kitchendy. The middle-aged woman bowed her head


    subserviently, as though waiting for his orders.


    "I don''t like people who talk behind my back. You can go back to the kitchen," Shanks said coldly.


    The kitchendy was shocked when she heard that. Kitchen duty was tiring and dirty while taking care


    of the child was rtively easier. She tried to exin herself, "I didn''t mean that, Mr. Shanks."


    "Don''t make me repeat myself." Shanks closed the door.


    The kitchendy watched the door close and could only turn around and walk away while cursing Eler


    under her breath.


    Back at the room, Eler smiled and told Bianca, "I have news for you, Miss."


    Bianca put the book away and looked at her. "What is it?"


    "Mr. Shanks is taking care of the baby now. He''s quite easygoing, and he won''t tell tales. If you miss


    your daughter, you can visit her at hisb," Eler said happily.


    To Eler, Shanks was much gentler than Abel. She believed that Shanks would be able to take care of


    the child properly.


    "Shanks?" Bianca was surprised. "Did something happen to my child?"


    "It''s nothing serious, she only caught the stomach flu. Don''t worry, Mr. Shanks is a very skilled doctor,


    and your daughter will surely be fine. I saw her earlier, she doesn''t look like she''s sick."


    ''Stomach flu...''


    Bianca felt slightly more relieved. She knew that it wasmon for newborn children to be down with


    the stomach flu because of their weak immune systems. Tommy had been down with the stomach flu


    several times before he turned one.


    The baby would be fine as long as someone took good care of her.


    "Do you want to visit her, Miss?" Eler asked.


    "It''s fine. Mr. Shanks will take good care of her, and she doesn''t need me." Bianca decided to be


    heartless. Shanks might not have harmed her on his own ord, but she treated him as her enemy.


    She dared not visit the child in case it would result in some unwanted incidents. She was happy as long


    as the child was safe.


    Bianca knew that she could not protect the child. What was most important now was to keep her


    distance from the


    child and not get too involved with her upbringing. In the future, when she was strong enough to leave


    the Ind of Despair, she would bring the child along with her.


    "Alright." Eler sighed. She knew that Bianca would not be able to stay strong if she visited her child.


    Seven dayster.


    The swelling on Bianca''s face had subsided. The adjustments on her face looked more natural and


    charming than ever.


    She would be resuming her training today.


    She did not undergo any strength training when she was pregnant, so Abel had arranged a series of


    intensive strength training programs for her.


    "Can you take it, Miss?" Eler was worried when she found out what Bianca had to do.


    "I need to be stronger." Bianca pinched her stomach and put on her jacket. She was too weak


    now, and if she followed her previous routine, it would take a very long time for her to be strong.


    If she wanted to escape from her current situation, she had no one else to rely on but herself!


    "You can do it, Miss!" Eler cheered her on. She and her brother had also been training, but they did not


    improve as fast as Bianca did.


    "You too, for yourself and Amur." Bianca wrapped a rubber band and left.


    "Yes!" Eler replied and followed behind her.


    Eler felt emotional when she looked at Bianca''s seemingly frail back. Bianca always had a way to cheer


    the siblings up.


    They had to work harder so that they could escape from Abel''s clutches.


    A mercenary was already waiting for Bianca at the training grounds. His beady eyes shed with


    interest when he saw her petite and frail body.


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    "You''rete," he said.


    Tardiness at the training grounds was met with punishment. Bianca nced at her watch and said


    coldly, "I still have one minute."


    The mercenary looked at his watch and saw that it was indeed the case. He grunted coldly.


    Bianca stood opposite him and counted down. When the time was up, she said, "Let''s begin."


    "We''ll wrestle today." The mercenary took off his jacket, revealing the pure, solid muscle underneath.


    There were a few menacing scars on his arms, and Bianca could tell that he was going to be a


    formidable opponent.


    Bianca sized up the mercenary. She had a rudimentary grasp of wrestling thanks to Rain, and she


    would not be able to defeat the man.


    "I don''t have any experience," she said.


    The mercenary did not look like he was going to go easy on her. "You''ll learn after every fall. Come


    here.''


    Bianca walked over and lifted her head to look at the man who was much taller than her.


    Before she was mentally prepared, the mercenary rushed at her and threw her on the mat.


    Bianca grunted in pain. She could also sense that the mercenary was taking the opportunity to cop a


    feel.


    She immediately flipped over and got to her feet.


    "That''s wrestling," the mercenary said sinisterly. "Let''s continue. Don''t think of leaving before you''re


    thrown a hundred times."


    Bianca stretched her limbs which were beginning to hurt.


    Eler felt worried for Bianca. She stepped up and said, "Miss doesn''t have any experience in wrestling.


    Shouldn''t you teach her the fundamentals before training?"


    "Shut it! Otherwise, you can rece her!" The mercenary grabbed Eler''s throat and red at her


    viciously.