Chapter 600

"Of course we'll treat her like our own. She'll get all the support she needs," the business associates assured Elizabeth. Meanwhile, at the Jefferson residence, Grace finally woke up. She sat up in bed, yawning. To Oliver, even her yawns were adorable. "Did you sleep well?" he asked softly. Grace nodded and got out of bed, finding a glass of warm water waiting for her on the nightstand. "Darling, your child wants me to tell you that he's hungry." Oliver chuckled. "How did our child tell you that?" Pointing at her belly, Grace replied, "He sent the message through brainwaves, telling me to let his dad know he's starving. He's craving beef stew with potatoes, carrots, and some grilled corn for flavor… Oh, and maybe a classic chicken pot pie and some sautéed mushrooms." Oliver stroked his wife's slightly protruding belly. "Our little one's quite the communicator, isn't he?" "Of course! He can communicate telepathically with me now," Grace joked. He playfully pinched her nose. "Le