Nia Mitchell was completely speechless; Fiona Sutton really has a big heart.
"But I wonder, why is there still no sign of a baby after you've been married for so long?"
Fiona Sutton reached out to touch her own belly, feeling the little life inside.
Nia Mitchell heard the question and pouted.
It's all because the CEO won't allow it.
"We..."
She didn't know what to say, so she stopped there.
"As we agreed, I'll be the godfather of your child."
Pfft—
Nia Mitchell still remembered how Fiona Sutton always said she wanted her to make Charles Northwood the godmother of her child.
Thinking about it now, a smile inevitably crept onto her face.
"If you're the godfather, should Yancy Hastings be the godmother?"
Nia Mitchell mentioned Yancy Hastings without thinking, and in the other room, Fiona Sutton's smile gradually faded when she heard this.
Her mind was filled with the image of that commanding man, which now seemed so endearing and adorable.
