Chapter 393

Madeline was stunned for a second before a calm smile graced her lips.

“I think you might be a little confused about me, Grandpa Whitman. How could I be Madeline Crawford?”

The light in Old Master Whitman’s eyes dulled slightly, but his gaze was clear. “I won’t force you to admit it if you don’t want to, Madeline.”

“I’m really not Madeline, Grandfather.” Madeline denied with a smile. “Why would I get married to the man who hates me if I was Madeline? I would’ve learned the last time that throwing myself to a flame would only get me burned.”

Old Master Whitman was shocked to hear the news. His white brows were furrowed tightly. “Are you really getting married to Jeremy?”

Madeline nodded decisively. “Of course, I’m pregnant with Jeremy’s child too.”

At that, Old Master Whitman’s gaze fell on her flat stomach. He pursed his lips but made no further comment.

Vera.” Jeremy walked over. “Why are you talking in front of the

Grandfather by coincidence, so we talked a little bit. He even joked about me being

tint of invisible melancholy, though it was quickly replaced with a smile. He took Madeline’s hand in his. “Vera does indeed look a lot like Madeline, Grandfather, but I assure

tranquility wash over

that he held no

Madeline’s

in half a month. That’s why I brought Vera here, to formally meet

then on Jeremy. He shook his head with a

master’s words. The meaning was clear to her, but

moment, the maid came over to

had no appetite. Including Madeline and Jeremy,

grave distaste for Madeline’s presence, Mrs. Whitman held back

you’re Miss L.ady’s chief designer, Miss Vera. It’s rare to see such young talent.” Mr. Whitman

look at the man by her side, “It’s nothing in comparison to

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