Chapter 1368

Grace's alternate account was soon flooded with messages from a swarm of Cliff's so-called fans. "Don't you have any sense of crisis?" "The Jefferson family stands strong because of Mr. Jefferson. His son is the rightful heir." "Jefferson Corporation belongs to Mr. Cliff! Are you a spy sent by the main family?" Feeling wronged, Grace complained, "Oliver, our son's fans are ganging up on me." Still in the shower, Oliver let out a low chuckle, his eyes filled with indulgence. The slight upward curve of his lips reflected his current mood. "So, what do you want me to do? Argue with them for you?" "There's no need for that." Grace huffed, deciding to take out her frustration on Cliff instead. She playfully rubbed the little one's belly, muttering, "You haven't even shown your face, and you already have fans? And now they dare to argue with me? You had better watch out, or I won't give you milk next time." After his bath, Cliff was all fresh and lotioned up. Lying on the bed