Briony had left everything in the lawyer's hands.

Of course, she hoped things would go smoothly in court. But even with Mr.

Chadwick's handpicked attorney on their side, she knew there was no guarantee

of victory.

What kept her up at night, though, was the thought of losing Little Nina.

She couldn't shake Stewart's words from the other day. No matter what, she

would never give up custody of Little Nina. But if Stewart really wanted to fight her for their daughter...

Her phone's ringtone jolted her out of her anxious thoughts.

She glanced at the screen.

An unknown number.

Briony had long since stopped answering calls from numbers she didn't

recognize. She declined it without a second thought.

She set her phone aside and rolled over, hoping for a few more precious minutes of sleep. The past week had been a blur of hospital corridors and late nights by her mother's side; she was running on fumes.

But the call came again, more insistent this time.

Annoyed, Briony answered, "Who is this?"

"It's me." Garry Ferguson's voice filtered through the line.

then let out a cold, mocking laugh.

never ceases to amaze

everything four years ago—her name, her papers, even her phone

Mario wasn't sick, I wouldn't

softened immediately. Little Mario was

"How

this morning and has a slight fever." Garry hesitated, then added, "I took him to the clinic you recommended. Dr. Ellsworth did some massage therapy and acupuncture. He's better now,

checked the time-already half past three. "Little

two kids had been playing together the other night.

up, Briony splashed her face with cold water

and Gwendolyn White were chatting over tea in the living

out to pick up

it's about that

up. "I've

go."

to Carney. "Godfather, Garry's bringing little Mario over. The poor kid's sick and

Gwendolyn looked concerned. "Is it

stomach bug. Dr. Ellsworth

to the new

relief. If it were a cold, he shouldn't come over. We

her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I

careful

said, "Go pick up ttle Nina. I'll

thanked him and left

3:50 p.m.

black Maybach pulled up in front of Little Dreamers

to open the rear

in a black shirt without a tie, long legs clad in tailored slacks. The evening sun washed over him,

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