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Nelly definitely had a plan up her sleeve, but it wasn't the right time to spill the beans yet.

She was waiting for the perfect moment when Dailey and Christine were utterly smitten with each other before revealing it.

Watching them torn apart in agony was the only way to quench her burning rage.

"Godmother, isn't it your wish to see them split? Then just play along with me."

"Ever since I was a kid, you've sheltered me with care. Even though you couldn't help when Caldwell sent me abroad, I've always been grateful for your kindness. I've always wanted to help you achieve your wish as a way to repay you."

Jayne was momentarily speechless at Nelly's words.

She thought, if Nelly really was pregnant, then let the child be born; the Clarkson family certainly could afford it.

After all, Nelly was a girl she had watched grow up. Even if Nelly couldn't become her daughter-in-law, ensuring the child had a legitimate status wasn't an issue.

"You look pale. Have something to eat, get some rest, don't worry, your godmother will support you."

Nelly, having achieved her goal, forced a meager smile to appear vulnerable and pitiful.

"Thank you, godmother."

"Oh, dear, there's no need for formalities with me."

Jayne patted her hand, "I owe you an apology too. If there's anything you need, just tell me, and I'll make it up to you."

That sounded nice.

But if she were to say she wanted to marry Dailey, Jayne would be the first to object.

Nelly obediently nodded, "I'll listen to you."

In the following days, Christine and Dailey were working from home, stepping out only when absolutely necessary for work. The house, selected by Christine for a sense of security, wasn't large.

Yet, it was her sanctuary. She had put her heart into decorating every corner, making it feel warm, cozy, and like home. But something felt missing.

It wasn't until Dailey moved in and started cooking that she realized what it was - the homeliness of life together.

For about a month, they lived a sweet, honeymoon-like life.

One morning, Dailey's phone wouldn't stop buzzing.

He immediately woke up, silenced it, and tucked Christine's arm under the blanket before stepping away to answer the call. Keeping his voice low, he asked, "What's up?"

Primo wouldn't be calling relentlessly unless it was urgent.

"Sir, the lady took Nelly to the hospital."

Dailey's tone turned icy, impatient, "And you're calling me because...?" "Sir."

Primo quickly got to the point, "It's the maternity ward."

Dailey paused for a second, "Nelly's at the maternity ward?"

"For what?"

Primo answered immediately, "Seems like Nelly's pregnant."

Dailey pinched the bridge of his nose, failing to understand why Primo was making such a fuss.

"What's that got to do with me?"

"It involves you."

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Dailey found it ludicrous, "She was on birth control."

Primo countered, "Sir, you didn't see it for yourself."

Annoyed, Dailey said, "It's impossible it's Keep an eye on them, them, let them tamper with the reports

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"Understood." Primo hung up and went to follow orders.

Jayne was cautious too, wary of Nelly lying.

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She followed closely throughout, choosing this hospital because she was well-acquainted with the head

of maternity and knew the director.

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There was no room for fraud.

Nelly had anticipated this.

Fortunately, she truly was pregnant.

But whose it was, couldn't be determined at the moment, and she wouldn't give them the chance to out.

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As long as the child existed, it would only be recognized as Dailey's.

"Mrs. Clarkson."