After Having a Dream, I Became Pregnant with a Billionaire’s Child

22: Chapter 22 A Generous Meeting Gift 22: Chapter 22 A Generous Meeting Gift Carlos Carter’s face was a picture of “affection” as he supported Emily Parker, looking every inch the expectant father.

“My child, your eldest grandson, deserves a greeting gift of at least five or ten million.”

Evan Palmer’s face was covered in dark clouds; he had never seen such a thick-skinned couple,

“Unfortunately, today I only brought a check.”

Evan Palmer’s face was clouded over with gloom.

He had never anticipated that Emily Parker would be trickier to deal with than all of Carlos’s previous partners combined.

“No money?

Then it should be a house.

Dad, you have a commercial property near the People’s Hospital, right?

Since Lan works at the hospital, let that property be the child’s greeting gift.

On behalf of the child, I thank you, Dad.”

Carlos had no qualms about asking directly for the commercial property.

A commercial property in Capital could cost several million, if not tens of millions.

Emily Parker cooperated very well, giving Evan Palmer that same look.

Evan Palmer’s complexion turned ugly, and it took all of his strength to suppress the urge to curse out the Carters.

With a nod, he gave his reluctant consent.

“Dad…”

“I’m going to check on the horses at the racecourse; you go see your mother first so she doesn’t get anxious waiting.”

Afraid that the shameless couple might make even more outrageous demands, Evan swiftly mounted his horse, spurred it, and made a hasty retreat.

“Dad is actually quite nice.”

Emily Parker smiled as she watched Evan Palmer’s retreating figure, thinking that he didn’t look much like Carlos.

Evan’s aura and facial features reminded her more of someone else.

“Heh~ You really do have the fool’s luck.”

Carlos thought to himself that with this financial blow, Evan Palmer would likely avoid troubling Lan for a while at least.

After they left, Evan Palmer’s expression darkened as he stared toward the main building.

“Carlos, do you think you can get past your mother with that woman?

If your mother falls ill with anger, you’ll be the eternal villain of the Carter Clan, and then I’ll see if you still have the face to stay with the Carter Family.”

The main building of Cloud Lake Villa stood before a lake.

It was a vast construction of white marble that looked like a palace.

Upon entering, there stood a crystal chandelier over two meters tall and a circular white marble staircase, with imported carpets on the floor.

When Carlos brought Emily Parker inside, Mrs.

Carter had just finished taking her medicine and was sitting on the sofa.

She was about the same age as Grace Willow, with ear-length bobbed hair, looking somewhat more aged and thinner.

Her health did not seem the best, as she was coughing from time to time.

To Emily Parker, Mrs.

Carter appeared extremely beautiful, dressed in a deep red Chinese-style cheongsam with an ivory silk shawl draped over her.

It was clear that Mrs.

Carter must have been quite stunning, and Carlos looked more like his mother.

“Mother, Emily Parker is here.”

After entering, Carlos abandoned his previous frivolous demeanor, respectfully bringing Emily Parker in front of Mrs.

Carter.

“Is this Emily Parker?

Why did you bring her here so hastily?”

Mrs.

Carter was quite surprised and looked up at Emily Parker.

Carlos had been set up on many blind dates over the years, and Emily Parker was the first he had brought home.

Mrs.

Carter was quite pleased with Emily Parker’s appearance, nodding slightly and asking her to sit beside her.

“Emily Parker, stay for dinner.

Let me know what you like to eat.”

Emily Parker mentioned a few of her favorite dishes.

“Carlos, go inform the butler and tell the kitchen.

I’d like to have a chat with Emily Parker.”

Understanding his mother’s intention, Carlos stood up to leave but reminded her again.

“Mom, Emily Parker is pregnant.”

Mrs.

Carter’s eyes flickered, but she said nothing more.

After Carlos left, Mrs.

Carter took Emily Parker’s hand, asking casually as if they were having small talk,

“I enjoyed our phone conversation last time and always wanted to meet you.

To think, how many times have you and Carlos met for you to be with child now?”

Mrs.

Carter’s hand felt rather cold, and her tone was colder still, and the look she gave Emily Parker no longer contained any of the previous warmth.