He looked up at Briony again, his gaze steady. "Name your terms. What do I have to do for you to come home with our daughter?"

"If you really insist on us coming back," Briony took a deep breath, her voice frosty, "then press charges against Rosita and make sure she goes to prison."

"I can't do that."

"Then there's nothing left to discuss." Briony's tone was icy and final. "Unless your son comes back to life, I'm done making compromises for you."

"I promised Randolph I would look after Rosita. I can't go back on my word. But," Stewart hesitated, "I can promise you this-whatever happens with Rosita from now on, I won't get involved."

The implication was clear: if Briony wanted to do anything to Rosita, he wouldn't stand in her way.

In other words, he wasn't going to shield Rosita anymore.

Briony understood-this was the biggest concession Stewart could make right

now.

"Stewart, you'd better keep your word."

"I don't need to lie to you about something like this."

out a cold laugh. "As if you haven't schemed against

her eyes, his expression earnest. "Briony, for her sake, can we

coolly, "but

Stewart frowned. "Why not?"

told you—I'm never going back there." Her

don't like Southcreek Manor,

Stewart wouldn't

to solve anything. I gave you my word about Rosita and I intend to keep it. I'm serious

pressed her lips together,

the Pearbrook neighborhood, right?" Stewart said. "Four years ago, I bought a riverside villa there. It's ready to move in. If you don't want to go

Manor, we'll

Briony still didn't respond.

continued, "If there's anything else you want, now's

is fine. But Irwin isn't

kids equally. I'm not asking you to love Irwin like your own, but at the very

let out a bitter

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