Lorraine Hanson said nothing; he couldn't refute it, and he indeed had no recollection of that night.
Not to mention the details, he couldn't even remember how he got home.
Randell said that Tracy had sent him back, but he had no impression of it.
"Do you have anything to say?" Seeing him silent, the Old Madam deliberately provoked him, "Come on, say something quickly. I'm giving you a chance!"
"I trust Grace." Lorraine repeated the same words, his expression serious and earnest at this moment.
The Old Madam frowned, her face stern, her tone hard and inflexible: "Lorraine Hanson, today we need to make things clear. Tracy is indeed pregnant with your child. No matter whom you trust, this is a fact you cannot deny!"
"Grandma, do you believe a stranger, but not Grace?"
"Don't mention Grace Parker in front of me all the time. She is just a stranger to me!" Having only met once, she's no different from a stranger.
