Chapter 1020

James mischievously called out again, "Old man Peter?" Before Peter could raise his cane in retaliation, James darted into his room. That night, Peter was still seething. He ignored everyone and stomped off to bed. Meanwhile, Grace cradled her little lifesaver, Cliff, as she returned to her bedroom with a smile. "Oh, my sweet boy, you'll be snuggling with me tonight." Oliver chuckled from behind. "Don't be too confident." Grace turned to him, triumphant. "Dad already said he wouldn't help us with the baby tonight." "That doesn't mean I don't have ways to kick him out." Grace's victorious grin faltered at his words, while Oliver's turned smug with delight. Feeling sorry for James, Abigail knocked softly on his door, carrying a first-aid kit. "James, are you asleep?" she whispered. Opening the door, James was surprised. "Chubs? What are you doing here?" She held up the kit and uttered, "I want to check your back." "Don't worry. I'm fine," James replied. "Grandpa