Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Baby, Daddy’s Taking You Home
Lana Jameson felt a surge of fear and tried to argue, "Mom just wants her to give you a son sooner. Who knew she would flip the table right then and embarrass me."
Julian Fordham only found it laughable.
"Just for your pride, you forced me to go through IVF again and again, pushed me to divorce, and even deliberately mocked her in a live broadcast. I’ve put up with all this, but Mom..."
The moment Julian Fordham’s hand rested on Lana Jameson’s shoulder, she reacted as if she’d seen a ghost, trembling all over as her complexion changed.
Julian Fordham’s eyes were bloodshot, and he gradually tightened his grip. He gritted his teeth and said, "You knew she was the one I loved. Why did you push her into the water? Why?"
Lana Jameson stammered through the pain, "I, I was just afraid she’d hurt Rachel. Rachel is, after all, carrying your child. I was panicked and, and pushed her into the water. She swims well, she’s even shot scenes in freezing winters before. I didn’t expect things to end up like this..."
Julian Fordham’s lips curled into a cold smile. "But you hurt my and Victoria’s child. Mom, what do you suggest we do about this?"
"Julian, I didn’t do it on purpose. Even if I don’t like her, I wouldn’t harm my own grandchild, I..."
"Mom, when you make a mistake, you have to face the consequences. You, Autumn Fordham, and Rachel Hayes, oh right..."
Julian Fordham tilted his head, looking at her, "Tell me, where did you hide that bitch Rachel Hayes?"
Lana Jameson felt Julian Fordham was like a lion from the African savannah that hadn’t eaten in days. His eyes were filled with an intimidating intent to kill.
"I, I don’t know, she just ran away earlier."
The hand on her shoulder was so heavy, so painful.
Julian Fordham released his hand, and just when Lana Jameson thought he would let her go, Julian Fordham slowly said, "Since you like Rachel Hayes as your daughter-in-law so much, then go live with her."
Lana Jameson’s back went cold, "What did you say?"
"Corbin, list this house at a low price to sell it."
Hearing this, Lana Jameson’s face twisted with ugly rage, "Julian Fordham, you dare!"
"Mom, you seem to forget, this house was funded by Victoria and me after we got our marriage license. It’s our marital property, and it’s in my name. I have the right to sell it."
Victoria Monroe left a fallback. Although she was generous with Julian Fordham’s family, she wasn’t foolish enough to let Lana Jameson have the title.
"I’m your mom! Where am I supposed to live if you sell the house?"
"That’s your own matter. Didn’t you accept Rachel Hayes as your daughter-in-law? Let her take care of you from now on. I will freeze all your and Autumn Fordham’s assets."
Lana Jameson was so enraged she slapped Julian Fordham hard, "You ungrateful child! If I had known it would come to this, I should have strangled you and let you die with your dead father!"
Julian Fordham didn’t retaliate. He smiled, "Mom, I will not only freeze your assets but also, apart from your identification papers, you won’t be allowed to take anything from the villa."
"You unfilial son, you’re my child, you have a duty to support me!"
"Mom, don’t forget that the duty of support comes when you’re sixty or older. You’re still young. If you have any objections, you’re welcome to sue me in court."
Julian Fordham took the blood-soaked clothes and sealed bag from Corbin Prescott’s hands, carefully placing the bloody bundle in his arms.
It seemed as if it wasn’t a miscarried embryo, but a living baby. His gaze was so tender, yet his words were chillingly cold: "Corbin, help my mom get her papers and then see her out of my home."
When Lana Jameson was kicked out, she stood in the thundering courtyard and cursed viciously, "Julian Fordham, you little bastard, may you die a wretched death! You’ll get your comeuppance!"
Julian Fordham looked at her impassively, "Mom, I’m just fulfilling your wishes, why be so angry?"
His lips curved into an extraordinarily bright smile. "Without Victoria, do you think I’m afraid of dying? Mom, I’ll be waiting for you and sister in hell."
After speaking, Julian Fordham lowered his head to the bundle in his arms, his voice gentle and kindly, "Baby, Daddy’s taking you home..."