Keaton kept his voice dangerously calm.
"I don't know. It's her private business. Keep this to yourself. Do not go interrogating her. When she is ready to share, she will tell you on her own terms."
Janelle's face contorted with a messy storm of emotions. "..."
For a moment, she didn't know whether to pop champagne or burst into tears.
She was an old-school traditionalist who desperately craved grandchildren. To her, a new life was always a miracle worth celebrating.
But the crushing reality that the child didn't belong to the Huber bloodline felt like a knife to the chest.
If only it were a Huber baby, everything would be perfect!
Oh, for the love of God!
Why couldn't their family catch a break like that?!
She mourned the missed opportunity in silence, agonizing over the injustice of it all before finally composing herself.
"You're still checking in on her, right?" she asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"I need you to drop some things off for her."
Janelle marched into the massive pantry and immediately began ransacking the shelves.
She cleared out their most exclusive inventory of premium vitamins, organic prenatal supplements, and rare superfoods, stuffing them into several heavy canvas bags before shoving them into Keaton's arms.
"Find a casual excuse to bring these to her. They are absolutely vital for a healthy pregnancy!"
"Carrying a child takes a massive toll on a woman's body. She needs to rebuild her strength!"
"These will ensure both she and the baby get all the nutrients they need. A strong mother makes for a safe delivery."
Keaton stared at the massive haul. "...She's not even your daughter-in-law. Why are you acting like a fiercely protective grandmother?"
Janelle shot him a withering glare.
"Of course I am! I'd adore her even if she never looked your way! Now stop dawdling and take these over to her. As soon as she makes it public, I'll be there to pamper her myself!"
"..."
After loading the ridiculous amount of supplements into the back of his SUV, Keaton pulled over on a deserted stretch of road.
He made a quick, ruthless phone call, ordering his security team to hack the country club's surveillance and extract the audio and video footage from Janelle's afternoon tea.
The moment Janelle had walked into the sunroom, Mrs. Sewell's clique had swooped in like vultures.
Disguising their venom as false sympathy, they mocked her relentless desperation for a grandson, sneering that some bloodlines just weren't meant to endure.
They practically advised her to start planning for the extinction of the Huber family legacy!
After verbally eviscerating his mother, they pivoted their crosshairs directly onto Winona.
They trashed the Newsom family's parenting, claiming their household bred nothing but loose morals and scandal.
They sneered at her out-of-wedlock pregnancy, boldly declaring that Winona herself probably didn't even know who the father was!



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