Cedric Clarke told Stewart everything he knew.

Stewart didn't say a word. He simply scooped Irwin into his arms and walked out.

Ten minutes later, a sleek Maybach glided through the gates of Lunar Heights Estate.

Carl parked the car, got out, and opened the door.

Stewart strode inside, Irwin asleep in his arms.

Rosita struggled to her feet from the couch, and Lauren hurried to steady her.

A weak cough rattled Rosita's chest as she clutched her heart, tears glimmering in her eyes. "How's Irwin? What did the doctor say?"

"Fever from indigestion," Stewart replied, his face expressionless. He gave Lauren a cold glance, then carried Irwin straight upstairs without another word.

Both women stood frozen for a moment.

Stewart was clearly upset.

"Rosita, did you have an argument with Stewart?" Lauren whispered.

"No. He seemed fine when he

he come home like

Lauren could finish, footsteps echoed from the

Stewart was coming down.

Both women fell silent.

into the living room, his

her breath hitch. Her grip on

narrowed, sharp and probing, as if

forced a smile and asked, "Stewart,

indigestion. What

"Irwin's my grandson, too. I would never just let him eat anything

"Do you think I'm as gullible as Irwin?

snacks, but I kept an eye on how much! How was I supposed to know his stomach was so sensitive he'd

I warn you? Irwin's health has been fragile since birth. It's taken five years to get him this far-he can't just eat whatever he wants! Why

at

was this her fault? Rosita had bought the snacks herself! Lauren had even asked if Irwin was allowed to have them, and Rosita had insisted

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