"Miss Ginger, please don't do this."
Charlotte Smith's voice became somewhat hoarse.
She looked at Daisy Ginger, and Daisy's eyes held both mockery and clear disgust towards her.
She wasn't someone who liked to hide her emotions; she loved and hated with clear distinctions.
Totally out of place with the entire Stephens family.
Perhaps Edward Stephens was also attracted by this unique brilliance...
People always like what they don't have.
Charlotte lowered her head, suppressing her thoughts, sincerely advising Daisy Ginger, "The child you are carrying now is acknowledged by the Stephens family. As long as you are willing to give birth, it will be the heir of the Stephens family. Don't you want your child to be born into wealth and prosperity?"
She had gained the one-in-a-billion luck in this world. Countless people envied her luck behind her back—able to marry Edward Stephens, live in the Stephens family manor, carry Edward's child, be remembered by Edward like this...
