Chapter 607 Safe and sound

Douglas despised Bailey's bullying, but he had no choice but to carry Teddy, so he could only pay lip service. The two brothers got into an argument, and the lights shone down on them, making the two figures look like happy children.

Sophie looked lovingly at her troubled sons. She was pleased that Arthur had got what he wanted, and able to stand by Lucia's side today to welcome the little angel. Knowing that even though he still felt guilty about Teddy, there were no regrets.

Edwin, too, looked lovingly at his sons, but had made up his mind. He turned to Otis, who was most like him, and said,

"Otis, you are the closest to Arthur. You must protect your brother."

Without mentioning it, Edwin's fatherly love never went away.

"I know," Otis said, nodding. "Dad, you should have seen it, right?"

"You have expected much care," Edwin said as soon as he saw Jack and the others. Arthur raised his hand and patted Otis on the shoulder,

"And you, we the Davies, don't take our chances. We take what we want."

He said that to Arthur, too.

"Of course, Helena and I, we don't take orders," Otis said, as firmly as Arthur did.

"Don't worry. Chris is open-minded, and he'll talk Esmae out of it when the time comes," Edwin added.

Otis smiled, just then Jan came to the villa with the motorcade. Peter personally came to pick them up.

The departure of the Edwins did not ease the tension in the building, especially Lucia. After Arthur's departure, she looked down at her daughter, and her quiet sleeping face. Her heart was filled with happiness. Spencer wouldn't be stupid enough to bother her at a time like this, and he'd have to face the blame from Helena.

Otis was gone, and Esmae no longer held her daughter's hand or controlled her temper.

"Spencer, you did great!" Helena sneered, and said sarcastically, "As Lucia's fiancé, you left regardless of her physical condition, yet you still sent someone to guard the building nearby. Why? Does it feel good to be a tattletale?"

"Miss Brown, you're wrong about me," Spencer explained unhurriedly,

"You know why I had to have someone outside the building," he said. "If you hadn't let the Edwins in, they wouldn't have gotten so close to Lucia. Besides, I respect Ms. Wilson, who knows her history with the Edwins. Seeing you with Otis, I couldn't keep my mouth shut."

"Blame someone else for your own irresponsibility?" Helena retorted,

"If you cared enough about Lucia to impress her and not betray her, would she live in the building by herself? If you're gonna be there for her all the time, taking care of her, uncle and aunt, even the whole family, do they need to come back and be with her? Before you blame someone, think about who you are."

Helena had always been forthright and spoke without regard for Spencer's feelings.

Spencer's face darkened when he heard that. He knew that Helena had a sharp tongue. He could let her say whatever she wanted if no one else was around, but she was "slandering" himself in front of Esmae. Spencer was afraid that her comments would influence Esmae's view of himself.

"Ms. Wilson, you know that's not who I am," said Spencer, who had no choice but to turn to Esmae for help.

"All right, knock it off," said Esmae impatiently. "The urgent affair is to let Lucia rest. I know who's right and who's wrong."

Spencer's heart skipped a beat. What did Esmae mean by that? He didn't get a chance to ask, because Esmae's focus after that was on taking care of Lucia, avoiding contact with Spencer, consciously or unconsciously.

Spencer was frustrated but helpless. He stood in the room looking at Esmae and Helena, who were concerned about Lucia's condition. He felt like an outsider.

When she was sure that Lucia was all right, Esmae said to Helena, "We'll go home tomorrow. Wait til we get back." owns this text.

Helena had come to her senses. In fact, she was eager to return home. She wanted to talk to her father.

But Spencer had another idea. He said to Esmae,

"Ms. Wilson, can you stay a little longer? I'll hold a press conference tomorrow to announce the birth of our daughter. In a few days, we'll also hold a grand patty for her. I hope you can attend." Esmae looked back at Spencer with a cold, disdainful look on her face. She refused flatly,

"You told me Helena and Otis are on date, right? Now that Otis is in Athegate, how can I possibly stay? Besides, what Lucia and the baby need more than anything is quiet. Don't you just bother Lucia with the news? Patty? How do you expect her to go out in public with the baby?!"

Spencer immediately bowed his head at Esmae's rebuke. Intending to use Esmae to expand Cloudwork's influence was too eager.

"Ms. Wilson, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking that much."

"The most important thing for you to think about right now is how to take care of Lucia, not how to establish your image in front of the public. A good husband and a good father are created by actions, not by publicity!" Esmae frowned even more. Spencer let her down more and more. She thought about it and said,

"The paramedics I sent will stay and take care of Lucia. Every day, I will ask them to report on Lucia and baby's situation. If you can't take good care of her, at least don't disturb her!"

Hearing Esmae say this, Spencer felt depressed. She wasn't hiding her distrust in any of her words, which was what he was most afraid of.

Helena took the opportunity to say, "Mom, the four bodyguards I brought are all trustworthy people, and they can stay and keep Lucia safe." "Miss Brown, Lucia is in her own home and she has no security concerns," Spencer retorted immediately.

"No?" Helena scoffed as she stared at Spencer.

"Of course not! Of course I'll protect her..." Spencer continued.

"They can stay," Esmae said, interrupting Spencer's struggle. "Lucia and the baby's safety is the sole responsibility of the four of them." "Ms. Wilson!"

Esmae agreed, openly questioning his intentions toward Lucia. Spencer felt he couldn't back down anymore,

"What are you doubting me for?!"