"Alright, I got it. You go and pacify your wife first." Old Mr. Walton nodded with a smile and said, "Fortunately, you're smart. Otherwise, our Walton Clan would have no successors left."
Benjamin Walton chuckled, "Dad, how could I let our family be without descendants in the future?"
Emerie Wilson couldn't have children, so he found another woman to bear a child for him. It was the same thing.
On one side, he gained the Wilson Clan's support, and on the other, he had a son. Nothing was delayed, how perfect.
"Alright, make sure you pacify your wife." Old Mr. Walton advised, "Don't let her find out."
"Don't worry, Dad. After all these years, what has she ever found out?" Benjamin Walton was quite confident in handling Emerie Wilson.
Little did Emerie know she was being calculated by her supposedly perfect husband. At that moment, she stormed into the café in a rage.
"Emerie, over here." Chaya Davis waved warmly at Emerie Wilson upon seeing her.
