Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 132

Yasmin walked over and held Arthur's hand.

Then, Arthur advised her, saying, "Yasmin, you need to stand up for yourself when these disreputable women try to spend your husband's money. In fact, send a legal notice when the situation calls for it.

"You've got to get your money back. Half of that money is yours anyway.

"Also, let me know if you don't have a lawyer. I'll get you one."

At this, Giselle paled, and her eyes turned bloodshot.

But Arthur ignored her and continued speaking to Yasmin. "Let's head into your office and chat. I don't want just any Tom, Dick, and Harry to affect your mood," he said.

"Alright." Yasmin held onto Arthur as they headed to the office. "Grandpa, watch your steps on the stairs."

Arthur was already 80 years old, so Yasmin was afraid of him falling.

However, Arthur walked into the office with solid strides as Yasmin supported him from the side.

Suddenly, Giselle ran up from downstairs and knelt before Arthur with red eyes.

"Grandpa, I'm pregnant with Blake's child. Can you please give me a chance in consideration of the unborn child?" she pleaded.

Upon hearing about the child, Yasmin froze.

Giselle's shamelessness truly caught her off guard. She never imagined that Giselle would force Arthur's hands like this.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Arthur was calm and collected.

Unfazed, he looked at Giselle's belly. Then, after a long pause, he asked, "Is the child in your belly Blake's?"

Giselle shuddered a little before responding. "It's Blake's child."

"Really?" Arthur stroked his beard and said in a light tone, "Don't take me for a fool. Are you expecting me to blindly believe your words? Do you think I'm senile?"

Yasmin was surprised at Arthur's response and glanced over at Giselle.

Meanwhile, Giselle had lowered her head, and she trembled a little before crying out, "Grandpa, I'm telling the truth. I wouldn't dare to lie to you…"

Arthur didn't show any anger, but rather, he mocked Giselle and said, "Sure. I've heard of a prenatal paternity test that looks into the DNA.

"Since you claim the child to be Blake's, let's get the prenatal paternity test done then."

Giselle's expression instantly shifted.

It appeared as though Arthur had caught onto her, and his scrutinizing gaze was intense as he eyed Giselle.

He asked, "Ms. Giselle, do you dare to go through the test with us?"

No matter what, Arthur was a prominent figure, and his gaze had always been sharp and authoritative.

Giselle found herself completely vulnerable under his gaze. But she also wasn't stupid.

As she clenched her fingers to regain her composure, she softly said, "Grandpa, this is your grandchild we're talking about. The test carries some levels of risks, and I'm only three months into my pregnancy.

"How can you bear to let me take the test? What if something goes wrong?"

"Keep pretending." Arthur slightly raised a brow. "How long can you avoid the problem? You have to give birth to that child one day. And we will inevitably run a DNA test.

"You know your parents' characters—if the child is truly from the Ford family, wouldn't they have already done the DNA test and announced it to the world?"

Giselle was in a cold sweat now. But she still remained persistent as she said, "Grandpa, I didn't lie to you. It really is Blake's child."

Arthur laughed. "Fine, I'll spare you for now. You'll be giving birth six months anyway. And when the time comes, I will personally come to you for a DNA test.

"And if I find out that you lied, I'll make your life a living hell."

Giselle trembled in fear. She would have fallen right then and there if she weren't already kneeling on the floor.

"Leave. Seeing you annoys me. " Arthur grunted.

With that, Thomas swiftly sent Giselle out.

Arthur then leisurely sat on the sofa and looked over at Yasmin. "What's wrong? Your grandpa's here, yet you've not served me even a cup of tea."