Chapter 321

In the ward, a dignified woman in her sixties, well-preserved, sat by the window. A set of tea sets, antique, was placed in front of her.

"Susan, hello, I'm Caleb's mother," Mrs. Eilish Sr. looked up and smiled politely at her.

Susan immediately sensed the hostility behind Mrs. Eilish Sr.'s mask.

The Eilish family had found her. She had anticipated this day since she asked Caleb to donate bone marrow to Oliver. Mentally prepared, she didn't let herself be afraid to face it. She consciously straightened her back and took a seat across from Mrs. Eilish Sr.

"Do you like coffee?"

"I drink it sometimes," Susan nodded slightly.

Her clients varied, some liked to drink alcohol, and naturally, some liked tea. Just as there were those who liked to play cards, there were those who liked to play golf. Over time, she knew a little about everything.

"This coffee is good, I drink it often, my daughter-in-law gave it to me." Susan remained indifferent. "The recent divorce has caused quite a stir, it's a bit too much. There are always arguments between couples, it's just Grace's temperament, she likes to make a big deal out of everything. I just think, despite the commotion, the marriage is definitely not over, it's just to let her vent."

"I never thought about getting involved in their marriage, their divorce has nothing to do with me," Susan was straightforward, not wanting to beat around the bush with her.

Mrs. Eilish Sr. smiled lightly, not taking her words seriously. Women mostly say one thing and mean another, what they think in their hearts is different from what they say, and they are not to be trusted. However, it didn't affect the overall situation. Mrs. Eilish Sr. took a sip of tea,

"They won't get a divorce."

"Susan, I really admire you, it must be hard to raise a child alone. You also come from a scholarly family, originally a young lady who didn't have to lift a finger, but in recent years, you have to socialize frequently to take care of your child, which is quite difficult."

"My grandson, you've taught him well. I've seen him, kind and lovely. Of course, it's mainly because of our Eilish family's bloodline." Susan showed a strange smile.

"Since you're a straightforward person, I won't beat around the bush either. I want Oliver to come home, and in the future, she will be raised by Grace. Of course, you don't have to worry that he will be treated unfairly. My grandson, I will take good care of him, I will definitely not let Oliver suffer the slightest grievance."

"As for you, I won't let you suffer either. Name your price."

Susan just smiled and didn't answer, which made Mrs. Eilish Sr. uncomfortable, and her eyebrows slowly furrowed. "Susan, I'm not joking with you."

"Is that so? But it sounds like a joke. Which mother would sell her own child? What is it if not a joke?"

"It's not selling, it's called returning. Oliver is originally a member of our Eilish family, and it was you who secretly took the child away from Caleb. If he had known back then, he would never have allowed it. So, you're just returning our Eilish family's child to our Eilish family."

"Susan, to be honest, I took into account that it's not easy for a woman to take care of a child, so I didn't hold it against you. Otherwise, I could have put you in jail for taking my grandson away by such means."

"Oliver is my child, I gave birth to him. What's wrong with a mother taking her own child? If there is any fault, it should be attributed to you, Mrs. Eilish Sr., for teaching your son to cheat. If I hadn't been deceived, I wouldn't have gotten pregnant and left."

Mrs. Eilish Sr.'s face turned ugly for a moment, but she immediately said, "That was your choice, Caleb never forced you. Susan, don't make yourself sound so noble. Weren't you originally attracted by Caleb's conditions? Don't blame others." "

It's meaningless to talk about the past. The custody of Oliver must belong to our Eilish family."

Susan didn't say anything, but her attitude had already made everything clear. No way! "Since you're not speaking, how about I make you an offer? Fifty million." Mrs. Eilish Sr. thought she had already given a very high price, how many people work hard all their lives and can't earn one-tenth of this money.

"Susan, you're still young, and having a child is also a kind of burden. With this fifty million, you can find a good man and have more children in the future."

"I don't plan to have any more children," Susan replied.

Mrs. Eilish Sr. took another sip of tea and raised her eyebrows to ask her, "You don't plan to have any more children, or do you plan to use your son to tie down Caleb? I know what you're thinking, fifty million is certainly not as good as the title of Mrs. Eilish, a lifetime of worry-free food and clothing."

"But have you ever thought that you can't take that position? Not to mention that you can't take that position, even if you do, you will be the third party that everyone spits on for a lifetime, which is not honorable. Not only that, it will also affect Oliver. If you really consider him, don't let him bear the mistakes of the previous generation. I assure you, we will cultivate Oliver well, and he will become the first heir of the Eilish family. Only our Eilish family can give him the brightest future." Mrs. Eilish Sr. implied that you can't give up anything, give up.

"Oliver doesn't need a bright future, he needs to be with her mother."

"That's just your wishful, selfish thinking. If parents love their children, you must plan for their future. Susan, I'll make it short. First, Mrs. Eilish, don't think about it, you can't fight for the right to raise a child with our Eilish family. Second, if you really love Oliver, consider giving him up. I'll give you three days, I hope you make a smart decision." Mrs. Eilish Sr. put down the tea and left.

In the sanatorium, Mr. Eilish Sr. was eagerly waiting. As soon as Mrs. Eilish Sr. came in, he asked anxiously, "Where's my grandson?"

"Hey, don't rush, he's not here yet, I brought his photo, take a look." Mr. Eilish Sr. quickly put on his reading glasses and looked closely, "Isn't this child too delicate? He doesn't look like Caleb, is it a mistake?"

"No, I personally checked the DNA, and he looks like his mother, but it will be fine when he grows up. Look, his eyebrows and nose are a bit like Caleb when he was a child, right?"

Mr. Eilish Sr. leaned in closer and looked more carefully, "Hey, don't say that, he really looks a bit like him. Yeah, the more I look, the more he looks like him. This is our Eilish family's grandson, no mistake!"

"Yes. That child is quite handsome, and well-mannered. I pretended to be lost, and he warmly took me to the fifth floor, which was lovely. Oh, when he called me grandma, my heart melted." Mrs. Eilish Sr. covered her heart in ecstasy.

Mr. Eilish Sr. was extremely envious. If it weren't for his poor health, he would have been able to hear him call him grandpa today. "Then why didn't you bring him back?"

"That woman didn't agree."

"Humph! I knew it! She has been lurking for four years, deep in her heart, with great ambition, how could she easily give in. What she wants is the title of Mrs. Eilish, not money, right?"