Briony understood what he was getting at. "Ms. Riley spoke to me today."

Carl hesitated, then asked, "So... you already know?"

She nodded. "Yes, I'm aware of everything about Stewart's condition."

Hope flickered in Carl's eyes. "Then... would you be willing to talk to Mr. Wentworth? Maybe persuade him?"

Briony's expression remained calm. "I'm sorry."

The expectation drained from Carl's face in an instant.

But he knew—Briony had no obligation to intervene with Stewart again. And Stewart himself certainly wouldn't want her to know, much less for them to secretly come begging her for help. If Stewart ever found out, he'd probably be furious.

Suppressing his emotions, Carl gave Briony a polite nod. "Ms. Kensington, I'll be heading back then."

Briony stopped him. "Wait a moment-let me get something for you."

Carl paused, a faint glimmer of hope returning. "Of course. I'll wait."

Briony turned and walked back inside. She went to her room, retrieved a thick photo album, and handed it to Carl.

He took the album, heavy in his hands.

"This is every photo of Little Nina from birth to her first birthday," Briony explained. “There's also a flash drive inside. It has videos I recorded of her up to age three. Give them to Stewart."

Carl's eyes grew red-rimmed as he clutched the album.

a farewell gift from Little Nina. If he

exactly what Briony was doing, and he felt deeply moved on Stewart's behalf. "Thank you,

to grow up with regrets,"

eyes, and headed out

...

living room, the two little ones were playing quietly in

making tea and was

down in

a steaming cup. "Do you think giving him Little Nina's

James on the drive back. Of course, she'd left out Lorna's explanations about Stewart and Rosita she truly didn't

all I can," she said, lifting her cup for

over at Little Mario, who was playing with Nina. He hesitated, then said

"He's a lot braver than when we first

is a different

the way, the Wentworth Group

halfway to her lips. "When did that

broke this

app. "Look at this-while we've been away this week, Northborough's been

taking a few minutes to

said; shaking his head. "Fred really is the black sheep of the family Give a greedy fool like him a fortune, and he'll

staying

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