Jackson's POV
My mother suddenly came to my office angrily. I don't know why she could be like that.
"Jackson, you have to have a boy! I told Tracy to get pregnant with a boy. You have to do a pregnancy program and be able to give birth to a boy. The boy born to your wife is not your biological child so he can't be the successor to our company," said my mother with a little shout.
"Come on, ma'am, why make a fuss? Besides, why did you come to be angry with Tracy? I don't want you to come again in that way! The child issue is God's protective right."
So my mother had come to my house earlier. Tracy must have been thinking.
"You can consult with an obstetrician. You can program a boy with the doctor's advice. Don't be stupid, Jackson. I send you to expensive schools and prestigious
