The moment Mrs. Sommers heard the word "grandson," her anger instantly vanished.
The fury in her eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by another, incredibly subtle emotion.
Her gaze fell, burning, onto Seraphina Quinn's stomach. Speaking to Elias Sommers, she asked, "Is... she... really... pregnant?"
Elias Sommers walked straight to Seraphina Quinn's side, wrapped an arm around her, and then looked at Mrs. Sommers with a smile. "Believe it or not. If you don't, then don't."
He had such a devil-may-care attitude that Mrs. Sommers couldn't tell if he was lying or not.
But the Sommers Family had only produced a single heir for nine generations. Elias Sommers was nearly thirty, and though he was a notorious playboy, not a single one of his "seeds" had ever taken root.
Mrs. Sommers was incredibly anxious.
Sometimes, she even suspected there was something wrong with Elias Sommers in *that* department.
