During dinner, Joan glanced around the table but didn't see the child anywhere. For some reason, a trace of irritation stirred in her chest."Mrs. Higgins, have your grandson eat with Edward.""Umm…" Mrs. Higgins hesitated, looking troubled. "Miss, Dennis has a cold and a fever. We wouldn't want him to pass it on to the young master.""That's right! We can't let him infect my precious grandson," Cassandra chimed in, lifting Edward into her arms and personally feeding him, her eyes brimming with affection.Seeing how doting her mother was toward Edward, Joan didn't think further on it. Instead, she asked, "Is Dad not coming back for dinner?""He wants to, but the company's in such a mess he's overwhelmed and can't get away."As she spoke, Cassandra cursed silently to herself. Alfred had originally been on his way home, but the moment he heard that his daughter had brought his grandson back, he turned the car around and went straight back to the company.Joan frowned. "Which suppl
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