Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 879 - 878: Sowing Discord (Part 1)

At Lanwan Residence, the matron Isabel Grant sat in the main seat, holding a fragrant cup, while Lily Grant fanned the flas nearby.

"Madam, the Eldest Young Master is hospitalized again!"

"Look at him when he’s with that Eva Nightingale, when has he ever been well? I just heard that Eva had a miscarriage..."

"The Crown Prince has been accompanying her at the hospital the whole ti!" Lily Grant only knew this much, and in order to avenge her daughter, she continued to add fuel to the fire, "I heard that the Crown Prince even stayed at the sanatorium recently!!"

"Anyway, her presence only brings trouble to our Crown Prince. Now, the Crown Prince is so enamored with her that he doesn’t even co ho and dares to defy you!"

Isabel’s expression turned ugly; Lucas Knight’s actions indeed caused her much inner turmoil.

Although she wanted a child before, ever since the paternity test scandal, it created a barrier between her and Eva Nightingale, because there’s no smoke without fire. Moreover, Lucas Knight didn’t agree to the paternity test at that ti, which made Isabel feel sowhat uncomfortable, although she didn’t speak out.

"I don’t want to discuss this issue anymore," Isabel said, "Whatever Lucas does, he has his own reasons, which I can’t interfere with."

She also wanted to interfere, but the problem was she couldn’t!!

*

Lucas Knight walked out of the elevator, his phone rang. He answered it with one word: "Hello?"

His voice was cool, so pleasant to hear.

"Lucas." It was Isabel calling, the first call since their last cold war, Isabel said, "Shouldn’t you give an explanation?"

"Hmm." Lucas walked out of the elevator, "What explanation do you want?" Initially, she didn’t mind Eva Nightingale, but now, it seems not only unresolved but getting worse?

Isabel reproached, "You’ve never been well for a mont while with her, don’t you think you should find another woman? Besides, her child is already gone, you might as well give her so money to leave."

"At first, indeed, I urged you to find a wife, a Young Madam. But Lucas, with your frequent hospitalizations, I’d rather you stay single." Isabel earnestly advised, "Everyone says that woman is indiscreet, her reputation is extrely poor, do you really want to be with her?"

"Even if you’re the President, her undisclosed identity could still affect you."

Lucas was raised by her hand.

She cherished him the most, knew him the best.

Once he made up his mind, it was hard to change, but Isabel still hadn’t given up.

"Grandma, she’s not like that." His voice was a bit cold, clearly defending Eva Nightingale, "I won’t allow you to talk about her like that."

He didn’t know who leaked the news about the hospitalization.

She actually misunderstood... that there was a miscarriage. In fact, the baby was still fine.

"Fine, I won’t speak then." Isabel seed to make so decision on the other end, "President, I’m heading to New York, Lanwan Residence is in your hands now, do as you please!!"

In New York, Isabel had many old friends. At her age, she didn’t want to dwell on young people’s matters anymore, he’s the President, he could do as he wished.

"Alright, tonight I’ll be at Lanwan Residence to arrange your schedule." Lucas said and then hung up the phone.

Isabel had always treated him well.

He also knew she was doing all this for his own good!

"Mr. President." Hospital staff greeted.

"Mm." He replied coldly, then asked, "How is she doing?"