Sophia felt a sharp pain in her belly, followed by a rush of warm liquid flowing down her legs. Her face turned pale from the pain, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud. Soon, a pool of blood stained the floor. "Ah, you're bleeding!" Grace exclaimed, pointing angrily at Carol, "You murderer! You killed your grandson!" Carol was stunned. She sensed something was wrong, like she had walked into a trap. However, now Sophia was bleeding, and she had indeed hit Sophia. No matter what, Carol couldn't evade her responsibility. "I didn't... I just touched her lightly..." Grace took out her phone, ready to call the police. "I'm calling the police right now to arrest you! You're the mother of the CEO of Reed Group, you broke into my house, beat my daughter, and caused her to have a miscarriage! I'll call all the reporters and tell them. I will let everyone know that you and Nathan are violent maniacs! I'll ruin Reed Group's reputation and watch your stock price plummet!" As she was about to make the call, Carol snatched her phone and shouted, "No!" "You think I'll listen to you just because you tell me not to call the police? Our family doesn't have just one phone. Sophia! Give me your phone, I will get justice for you today!" Grace put on an adamant face. The blood on the floor was glaring, and the air was filled with a metallic smell. Carol panicked. She only had one son, Nathan. Losing a daughter-in-law was acceptable; they could find another one. Losing a grandson was also bearable, they could have another. But if she ruined her son's reputation and the company's name, she could never forgive herself! Sophia was in so much pain she couldn't even speak; she didn't have the strength to grab her phone. However, Grace was clearly bluffing. She just needed to scare Carol to achieve her goal. Carol was too panicked to think rationally. To her, Nathan was her support. Nathan couldn't have any problems! Clenching her fists tightly, she gritted her teeth, "You are all lunatics...""You're the lunatic," Grace said. "Carol, I'll give you one more minute to think. Do you want your son, or your grandson?" Of course, her son was more important. Besides, this grandson was clearly already a pool of blood, there was no way to save him. Carol could minimize the impact of the incident. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Fine, I can give up on this grandson and spare Sophia. I only have one condition: no one is to mention what happened today." Grace had been waiting for this result. But she had to put on a painful look, "Is that it? Carol, who do you think I am? Do you think the Morgan family is easy to bully? Logan has some influence now. If he tells reporters that your son treated him badly and that's why he left, your son's company will collapse!" Carol stomped her foot in anger, "So what do you want?" "My demands are the same as yours. No matter who asks about this, you must say one thing. You have to say that Sophia was forced to be with Nathan. They are completely separated now and have nothing to do with each other." Carol nodded, "Okay." "And," Grace sneered, "this baby never existed. Sophia was never pregnant, do you understand?" As long as everyone denied the existence of the baby, Carol's killing of her grandson would also be nullified. Carol had no reason to refuse. They reached an agreement, and Carol hurriedly left the Morgan house. As she left, she almost bumped into the coffee table in her panic, staggering as she ran out. Grace quickly locked the door and helped Sophia up from the ground. "Sophia, how are you? Can you go upstairs back to your room?" Sophia's face was twisted in pain, "Mom, it hurts so much I feel like I'm dying. Please call an ambulance..." "Foolish child, if you want to erase all traces of this baby, you can't go to the hospital. Emma no longer works there, and no doctor will cover for us. This pregnancy and miscarriage will be written in the hospital records. Norman can find out about it." "Mom, but it hurts so much. Am I going to die?"Grace said, "Good child, bear with it. Mom will help you back to your room. A miscarriage is nothing serious. Mom is here, you'll be fine. Once you get through this, better days are ahead." Sophia was in so much pain she was about to lose consciousness. Grace practically dragged her upstairs. Sophia's off-white dress was completely stained red with blood, leaving a trail from the living room to the staircase, then from the hallway to her room. It was a terrifying sight. Suddenly, the door to the nearby bedroom opened from inside. Herry, rubbing his sleepy eyes, frowned with annoyance, "What's all the noise early in the morning? I want to sleep." Emily quickly covered his eyes. "Who is it?" "It's me," Emily replied. "It shouldn't be noisy now. Go back to sleep." With his eyes covered, Herry didn't resist; instead, he found it quite comfortable and nuzzled her hand. "Why are you covering my eyes?" "The light is too bright," Emily said. "It's glaring, and you won't be able to sleep." Herry nodded drowsily and yawned widely. Emily pushed Herry back into his room, closed the door, and exhaled deeply. Herry was just a ten-year-old boy. He was at the age where he was just beginning to learn about things. She didn't know how to explain the blood on the living room floor and didn't want him to know about such things too early. She looked at Sophia's room. The door was locked, and there was no sound from inside. Who knew what method Grace had used to quiet Sophia down? Having a miscarriage and not going to the hospital, how could they maintain sterility at home? If she got infected, it would be very troublesome... Emily sighed. Having such a mother, she didn't know if it was a good or bad thing for Sophia. The phone rang, snapping Emily back to reality. She quickly went back to the attic and locked the door from inside. The call was from an unknown number. She answered, "Hello?""Emily, did you block me again?" It was Nathan's voice. Emily didn't want to talk much. She immediately hung up and added the number to the blacklist. But soon, another call came in from a new number.