“Thank you!" Chantel followed the servant upstairs.

Downstairs, Gifford took a sip of tea and told Wesley, "Dad, I'd keep an eye on that girl, if I were you. She's as naughty as Rika. Be careful."

Wesley frowned.

"What are you talking about? You brought her here, and you don't trust her? What's up with that?”

“No, I just want you to be careful. Don't let her make mistakes or cause trouble like Rika. I'm afraid you'll start getting headaches again."

Blair disagreed with him.

“I think she's much nicer than Rika. And she knows how to do housework, too. Your Little sister doesn't seem to know anything. I'd take Chantel’s word over hers any day."

“Mom, don't let Rika hear you say that. She'd be so mad!"

Thinking of Erica's tantrum, Blair felt a dull pain in her head.

"Well, she's Matthew's problem now. Poor guy!"

After drinking a cup of tea, Gifford put on his military cap and said,

“Well, I'm taking off." Then he pinched Ethan's tiny face and said,

“Little guy, next time I come back, I hope you can call me Uncle!" He said this, knowing full well the kid had to be 18 months before he even started doing anything other than babble. On the other hand, he wasn't here that often.

Ethan grinned at him.

Gifford's mood was instantly brightened by Ethan's cuteness.

“Can I hold him again?"

Seeing him like this, Blair sneered, “Why don't you find a wife to give you a cute child? Why do you always hold other people's babies?"

Gifford sighed, "You don't think I want one, Ma? But it's hard to find a girl I like."

"Well, our neighbor's daughter is back home. She just finished up a degree in the U.S. She's very pretty. Hey, I could fix you up. Just let me call them- Gifford! I wasn't done! Where are you going?" Before

Blair finished talking, Gifford was already out of the door

She couldn't help complaining to her husband, who was busy playing with the baby and making cooing noises.

“Look at your kids. Only Yvette is worth a damn. The others think we're running a motel. Erica brought a baby with her, but isn't married to the dad. Gifford brought a girl back here, but he's not married to her. Just once I'd like a proper grandkid. Is that too much to ask?"

“Well, Erica could probably do it. She's married now, and Matthew probably wants a kid of his own," Wesley said.

So, Blair called Erica again.

“Rika, Debbie and I were talking, and if you have another kid we'll take care of it. You don't need to worry about anything."