Chapter 338
Kyla’s stomach twisted. She had never anticipated things to escalate to this point. Sadie had not only come to the manor with her child, but now Isabel was actively seeking confirmation of his parentage.
“Where is Mrs. Wall now?” Kyla managed to keep her voice steady, masking the turmoil within.
“She is in the garden, taking a walk,” the butler replied respectfully.
“I see. You may carry on with your tasks.” With a small wave, Kyla dismissed him.
The butler gave a slight nod before returning to his duties.
Kyla remained where she stood, her eyes fixed on the abandoned toys. Had all her meticulous efforts been for nothing? If Isabel found out the boy was Noah’s, what leverage would she have left?
Isabel had long desired a grandchild. The moment she confirmed Averi’s parentage, she would stop at nothing to ensure his place in the Wall family.
No. Kyla clenched her fists. She couldn’t allow that to happen.
Outside, the garden was in full bloom, the scent of fresh petals wafting through the air—yet it did nothing to calm her rising anxiety.
Seated in a wicker chair, Isabel absent-mindedly twirled the bracelet on her wrist, her gaze distant, lost in thought. She didn’t even notice Kyla’s presence. Stepping forward, Kyla called gently, “Isabel.” There was no response.
A bit louder this time, Kyla tried again. “Isabel?”noveldrama
At last, Isabel stirred from her thoughts, her expression vacant as she looked up. “Oh, Kyla. I didn’t see you there.”
Kyla forced a pleasant expression. “Is something wrong? You seem troubled.”
Isabel exhaled and rubbed her temples.
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A twinge of unease gripped Kyla. Carefully, she probed, “Is it because of… the boy?”
Another weary sigh escaped Isabel’s lips. She wasn’t surprised Kyla knew.
Meeting Kyla’s gaze directly, Isabel said firmly, “Let me be clear—if that child is my grandson, he will be brought back where he belongs. But don’t worry, Kyla, you are still the one I’ve chosen for Noah. No one can take that from you.” She paused, then added, “When the time comes, I’ll ensure Sadie leaves. She will be compensated well, but the boy will stay—and he will be raised by you.”
A suffocating pressure gripped Kyla’s chest, leaving her breathless.
Raising Sadie’s child? Why?
Her every action had been calculated to secure her place as Noah’s wife, the future matriarch of the Wall family—not to become a guardian for someone else’s son!
“Well…” Kyla struggled to steady her voice, searching for the right words.
But Isabel didn’t let her finish. “I know you have a kind heart, and I know how much you’ve longed for a child of your own. Just think of this as doing me a favor. I’m getting older, and all I want is to have a grandchild.”
Swallowing her resentment, Kyla forced a smile—one that felt more painful than any tears. “Of course. I’ll do as you ask.”
Pleased, Isabel patted Kyla’s hand. “That’s my girl. I knew you’d understand.” Lowering her gaze, Kyla concealed the storm raging inside her. She would not surrender so easily.
Stepping out of Wall Manor, she approached a black Mercedes parked by the curb. The chauffeur promptly exited and opened the door. “Miss Wade.”
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