Evelyn Sherman finished speaking, not giving Chester Yale any chance to object, and turned her head to look at Lucas Scott.
"We've promised, starting from today, you are Molly's godfather!"
"Evelyn Sherman..." Chester Yale just let out an angry roar, but before he could say anything, Evelyn Sherman suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered something.
Instantly, Chester Yale's body stiffened.
The next second, his head bowed down, his gaze fixed intently on Evelyn Sherman's stomach.
His whole body seemed to have been cast in plaster, his thin lips parted as if to say something, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.
"Chester Yale didn't object, so that settles it. We'll talk about the rest another day!" Evelyn Sherman didn't give Chester Yale a chance to speak, pulled him into the car, and ordered the driver to hurry and drive away.
They returned to the Yakov Family Mansion.
