Gratitude?
Zoe Lewis sneered; she was already late for her revenge!
Old Madam Lewis seemed oblivious to her sneer and continued, "Doctor Chapman has already examined your sister. She's not fit to get pregnant again anytime soon, and it's likely she won't be able to in the future. So I've decided that you'll have a child for her."
"Are you guys insane?"
Zoe stared incredulously at the old lady. How could they even say such things? Did they take her for Cherry Lewis's free baby-making machine?
Cherry Lewis burst into mad laughter, "Ha ha ha, I must be crazy wanting to have a baby myself, but isn't it lucky to have you? What a fantastic idea! Our Lewis Family urgently needs a son now. With IVF, you can select the gender. With a son, could Evan Lewis still fight with me?"
Even Old Madam Lewis seemed to think this was an excellent idea, as her attitude toward Zoe suddenly softened:
