"My son is Claycott, and his daughter is Esteleth. What do you think of these two names?" Alexander asked in a low voice, holding Lucrezia's hand tightly and whispered in her ear.

"I don't know, how you thought of giving your child such a name," Lucrezia slapped Alexander a few times in pain, and cried and shouted between her raised legs. "My child, whether it's Claycott or Estreth, please come out quickly!"

A series of painful screams came from the room, causing the people standing in the corridor and in the downstairs to look at each other. Some of them winked at each other, and some simply talked in a low voice. Whenever a scream sounded, the person who had just sat down immediately stood up and looked up at the upstairs.

"Sir, if," a nobleman whispered to an official sitting alone in the corner of the room, "What should we do if the lady cannot give birth to a child smoothly?"

"According to the Declaration of Inheritance, the other children of the Earl have the right to inherit the title of Pisa," the official glanced at the stairs, and then a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. "But it would be better that this child was born by Mrs. Lucrezia, otherwise there might be some accidents in it."

The noble nodded silently and looked towards the stairs. At the same time, whether in the house, the yard, or even on the street outside, there were many people waiting for the news anxiously.

In the Duke's Palace, Tomño, Duke of Pisa, was anxiously waiting for the news.

Tomniho's mood was extremely complicated. He knew better than anyone what this child meant to him, so whenever someone reported to him that "there is no news yet", his heart would relax first, and then he would get pulled.

Another shocking scream came from the building. Listening to the sound, Ofulei couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe the sweat from his face.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open suddenly, and everyone couldn't help but look up nervously!
Chapter completed!