The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 850 - 829: Bizarre Grandma and Bizarre Dad!

Chapter 850: Chapter 829: Bizarre Grandma and Bizarre Dad!

"Aunt Smith, here’s your grandson. Take a look!"

As she said this, Alette Larson, still smiling, handed the little fellow, who was crying fiercely, to Fiona Reed, and took the opportunity to step hard on Lucas Sandy. This man had managed to make the child cry.

But the child, who was originally crying so fiercely, started to chuckle as soon as he reached Fiona Reed’s arms. His big, round eyes turned eagerly, which amused Fiona greatly.

"Look at that, how smart the child is. Isn’t it clear that he stops crying the moment grandma holds him!"

Alette Larson: "..."

So, the reason the child had just been crying was that she wasn’t the grandma!

"Eh, my dear, are you Willy Smith? Or are you Molly Smith?"

After holding the child for quite a while, Fiona Reed finally realized she didn’t even know whether it was a boy or a girl, "But looking at those rosy, plump lips, it must be Molly Smith. The next top socialite has been born!"

Alette Larson: "..."

How pitiful she felt for the child!

His father only had eyes for his mother, and now his grandma was hoping he was a girl. Willy Smith’s world sure was grim!

"Mom, let me hold my daughter, will you?"

Jaysen Smith finally got kicked out of the ward by a doctor after he had wheeled Sienna Harrison there because pregnant women needed to rest quietly at this time. This man talked too much. From the moment he entered, he had been babbling non-stop. So, he was kicked out!

With Michael Gordon as the boss, the doctors in this hospital naturally had a lot of gall. They dared to kick anyone out!

The kicked-out Jaysen Smith finally remembered that he hadn’t seen his own baby yet, so he hurried over. From a distance, he heard his mother muttering about the next top socialite, and he knew without having to think that it must be a daughter!

"Ahem, you all like daughters that much?"

Alette Larson pushed Lucas Sandy aside, crawled out from his embrace, and then looked at Fiona Reed, who was quietly smiling at the little one’s face, and then at Jaysen Smith, who was drooling with the desire to snatch the child from his mother’s hands but didn’t dare to do so.

Alette Larson couldn’t help but ask.

"Yes, we do like granddaughters!" Fiona Reed replied without a second thought, not minding the question, only focusing on amusing the child in her arms, "The child, looking just like Madeline, will be a beauty when she grows up. The men of Andras City are in for trouble!"

Alette Larson: "..."

If she lets on that the child in her arms is a boy, would Mrs. Smith shoot her on the spot!

"Ahem, Mrs. Smith, you like girls so much, what if Madeline has a boy for you... would you be disappointed?" asked Alette Larson, twitching at the corner of her eyes, somewhat unbelieving. Would this mother and son flip out if they knew the handsome seed was actually a boy?

"Disappointed? Why? A boy is just as good, so devastatingly handsome he captivates everyone, and the women of Andras City are in peril, right?"

Her own grandchild is naturally the very best, and Fiona Reed’s philosophy is that whether it’s a grandson or granddaughter, they are both awesome.

"So do you hope for a grandson or a granddaughter?"

In other wealthy families, a daughter-in-law is expected to bear a son to secure the family’s status. But in the Smith family, you have to worry that a son will be less favored. However, this first socialite thing does sound quite appealing!

"What is there to hope for in such matters? Nature will take its course!" Fiona Reed said, only to realize something off about Alette Larson’s words and abruptly looked up. "Alette, what do you mean by that?"

Something was vaguely off about Fiona Reed.

"Auntie, it’s nothing really, just... it might not be quite right to call the baby Molly Smith!" Alette Larson, unable to watch any longer, couldn’t resist giving her a hint after all, as it was a professional habit of hers, "Perhaps... calling him Willy Smith would be a better choice!"

By the time Alette Larson finished speaking, she dared not look at Fiona Reed and Jaysen Smith anymore!

As soon as these words came out, the group of people waiting at the operating room door, looking for a chance to hold the baby, instantly understood what was going on and burst into laughter.

"Jaysen Smith, Madeline has given birth to an heir for you!"

Ivy Aretha looked at Jaysen Smith, whose face was frozen in shock, and opened her mouth with a beaming smile that seemed about to spill from her lips, "Looking at you, you don’t seem very welcoming. What a waste, considering Madeline has been taking care of her health, eating so many things she doesn’t like, all to bear you an heir. She did bear you an heir, but you don’t seem to like it much!"

Ever since Sienna Harrison started preparing for pregnancy, she began nurturing her body, saying that if she could achieve an alkaline body, she could have a son!

When it came to the sex of the baby, aside from the father’s critical role, the mother’s physique was also especially important. An acidic body would bear a daughter, an alkaline body, a son. Sienna Harrison clung to this belief and started studying gourmet foods, consuming all sorts of things that could turn her body alkaline. She even began to eat certain dishes and nutritional fruit products that she had never liked before.

However, her efforts paid off in the end, whether it was because persistence pays off, or Jaysen Smith’s genes were just right for having boys—ultimately, Sienna Harrison gave birth to the heir she desired!

Regrettably, despite her hard work, her mother-in-law and husband didn’t seem excited, still thinking she had a baby girl!

"Ah!!!!"

Upon hearing this, Jaysen Smith was outright dumbfounded after three exclamation marks!

It took Fiona Reed three seconds to come to terms with the revelation, and when she lifted the blanket from the baby, indeed there was... Willy Smith!

Then, three dark lines instantly formed on her forehead!

Looking at the face of the laughing baby in her arms, it was clearly Willy Smith. How could she have thought it was Molly Smith?

"Cough cough, it’s okay, ’Willy Smith’ is also quite nice. A son who looks like the mom; John definitely looks like Madeline."

Jaysen Smith: "..."

Is he implying that resembling him is a disgrace?

Jaysen Smith suddenly couldn’t come up with anything to say to his mother and, with a courage from who-knows-where, snatched the baby from Fiona Reed’s arms, "He also resembles me, okay, Mom? The son is mine; if you want to hold someone, hold your own son. I’ll hold mine myself!"

Fiona Reed: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

Indeed a genius, how did he come up with that!

Eventually, the debate shifted from the baby’s gender to who should be holding their son!

After holding the child for a while, Jaysen Smith’s baby was snatched back by Fiona Reed. The reason was that it was bath time for the baby. Thus, left with no choice, Jaysen Smith obediently handed over the child, as he had not bathed the baby himself and had no experience, naturally being relegated to the unqualified bunch!