Chapter 1070

Later that night, Grace was still clutching her phone. She typed into the search bar, "Will a baby without a visible neck at a young age grow up to look ugly? His mom was a former campus belle, and his dad is a dashing, domineering gentleman." Later, she whispered to Oliver, "Darling, we need to make more money. If Cliff grows up and turns out ugly, at least he'll have some financial security to fall back on." After reconciling, the couple had relegated Cliff to sleep by the side of their bed. Grace was the one who was now nestled comfortably in Oliver's arms, not their baby. Meanwhile, Hazel had been seeking refuge at the Prescott residence for a few days. It was on the days when Shawn worked long hours and didn't come home that she found the most peace. But her brief peace was soon interrupted. Before she knew it, she was accompanying Elizabeth to Shawpie Corporation. "You're such an oddball," Elizabeth chided. "Most people would be dying to take over my company, but you're