Snap out of it, Savannah, she forced herself, do you really want to give birth to his child? Are you crazy? Stop! She had to convince herself.
Olivia seemed to have forgotten her slip of the tongue a moment ago and picked up a delicate dress, made to fit someone probably not more than 2 or 3 months. She held it out for Savannah to see.
"This one is good. If you have a lovely girl for Mr. Sterling, I will buy this for your daughter!"
Savannah didn't bother correcting her friend.
"Are you sure about that? I'm planning on more than just a little daughter – get your wallet ready so that I can blow all of your money!" She warned, laughing.
While they were talking and laughing, a woman in a maternity dress not far away, accompanied by a maid, stared at them.