My Mommy Is A CEO

“Mrs. Wood, you heard what I just said. Actually, I have always suspected Casper’s identity. When Jacob and I teamed up, he was the one who came back with a group of ruffians from the underworld. There is nothing scholarly about your son.”

“Nonsense!” Nia’s words were immediately shouted down by Libby. “According to what you said, isn’t Casper himself?”

Libby wouldn’t believe such nonsense!

“I have said before, whether you believe it or not is up to you. I am not sure if you have ever doubted him, but if you have any suspicions, perhaps my words can help confirm some things?” Nia chuckled softly. She was certain that Libby must have had some doubts about Casper. No matter how well he acted, he was not her son after all. As a mother, how could she not notice anything unusual?

Sure enough, when Libby heard Nia’s words, she fell silent and the anger from earlier seemed to dissipate.

“Besides, Kevin and I were forced to be together. Your son treats us like slaves, and values Leon and his ruffians. It’s unbearable.” Nia saw the situation, so she continued,Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“I don’t want to hide it from you. I took the risk of coming here today to tell you that it is for myself. Your son thinks about my Stable Growth every day, wishing to tear me and Kevin to pieces. If my friend hadn’t saved me, I’m afraid I have been killed by your son! Now he uses your husband’s influence to strengthen the StandHill, which has caused a huge threat to Kevin and me. If you can recognize the truth and persuade Mr. Wood to withdraw in time, it will indeed be beneficial to Kevin and me. All benefits and no harm.”

“You are honest.” Libby snorted coldly.

Nia can hear the sarcasm in Libby’s words, but she didn’t mind and continued to speak,

“Mrs. Wood, if the truth is indeed as I suspect, where is your real son now? Is he safe? Is he suffering? Don’t you worry at all about him while you spend your time doting on your fake son? It’s truly regrettable.”

Libby was silent for a while after hearing this. She was indeed moved by Nia’s words, but it made her suspect that her son was not a real son. How could there be such a thing in the world? At most, the son was controlled and bought by Jacob. How could he replace his son!

“I know you find it hard to believe. Otherwise, why don’t you talk to Mr. Wood?” Nia said cunningly.

“As far as I know, Mr. Wood has been losing weight in recent months, which is in sharp contrast to the infinite vigor of Casper today, and he has also invested half of the assets of the Wood family in StandHill. Mrs. Wood, do you think Mrs. Wood is such an impulsive person? If he didn’t notice something or was threatened, based on your understanding of your husband, would he do this?”

As soon as Libby heard her husband’s depression mentioned, her face became even more unpleasant. Nia was right – their son was doing so well in Athegate, why wasn’t he proud and happy? And Nia’s words confirmed what Libby had heard on that recording!

But…

Nia had been carefully observing Libby’s expression the whole time, and she could guess what was going through her mind. This kind of thing couldn’t be forced or coerced, so Nia knew there was no point in continuing.

“Okay, I’ve said everything I need to say for today. Mrs. Wood, you can think about it yourself. It’s almost noon – Casper might come back soon. I’ll take my leave now.” Nia stood up to go.

“Wait!” Libby’s face changed and she stopped Nia.

“What else?” Nia smiled and stopped walking.

“Is your number still the same? Can I still reach you anytime?” Libby looked uncertain but determined when she asked this question.

“My number has changed,” Nia replied after hearing this question, then took out her phone and dialed it before saying to Libby,

“This is my current number. If you have any suggestions or need help, feel free to call me anytime you want. But don’t blame me for being suspicious. If you want to contact me again, it would be better if you avoid Casper.”

“I know,” replied Libby coldly as she looked at the unfamiliar number displayed on her phone with a thoughtful expression.

“Well then, I’ll go now.” With a light tone of voice, Nia waved goodbye and left.

After Nia left, the room fell into silence once again – just like how dead inside Libby must have felt at that moment.

As a mother, she had tried countless times in her heart to refute Nia’s suspicions, but the facts were standing against her, and her doubts were also hers. Suddenly thinking about their son getting injured and damaging his vocal cords made Libby more depressed than ever before.

In the evening, Miles came back with his subordinates. Casper was still working overtime at the company. Libby had already prepared a sumptuous dinner for him, but as they were just about to eat, Miles asked,

“Libby, what’s wrong?”

In fact, Miles had noticed something unusual about his wife since he came home. She seemed restless, and it showed all over her face. Libby still couldn’t decide whether or not she should tell him about what happened with Nia that day. This was also due to motherhood playing tricks on her- deep down, she felt that if she told him everything, it would cause something to collapse and disappear forever.

“Libby?” Miles grew more worried when he saw that his wife remained silent.

“It’s nothing,” finally, Libby decided to think about it for a while longer. She forced a smile and said to her husband, “I’m just bored at home. I thought you coming back would mean more time together, but you’ve been going to the office with Casper every day. I’m still alone at home like before.”

But was that really all? Miles knew Libby too well. If she was only feeling restless, she wouldn’t have such a heavy expression on her face. So he asked, “Is it really just that? You look like something’s bothering you. Did something happen while we were away?”

“No, no,” Libby quickly brushed it off and said, “What could happen when I’m alone at home?” Then she changed the subject and asked about Casper’s work performance.

“Casper is doing well,” Miles couldn’t deny this fact even though he found it ironic that his expectations for his son were being fulfilled by someone who wasn’t even related by blood.

“He manages the company very efficiently but does show some favoritism towards certain people which I will advise him against.”

“I see,” Libby forced another smile and said, “You should talk to him nicely though instead of getting angry with him again.”

“Of course,” Miles replied calmly with a hint of sadness in his voice as he added, “He is our only son after all…” After that comment, Miles fell silent leaving Libby feeling even more uneasy than before.