Chapter 80-Fate Intervened

Caroline’s POV:

“George? William? Where are you?” I cried out, rushing from room to room in search of the pair. Was I too late? Had the nanny already taken George? Where was William?

My heart pounded as I searched high and low for them, terrified that I was too slow and that something terrible had come to pass.

I had to have searched every room twice, and by the time I was finally coming to accept that the nanny had already carried out Sophia’s awful plan, a curious voice interrupted my racing thoughts.

“Miss Caroline?” croaked an aged voice. It was a familiar one I hadn’t heard in quite a while. I spun on my heel (the good one) to see Gerald, the butler. It was relieving to see a face I knew I could trust, but more importantly, cradled safe in his arms was little George. He smiled gummily at me and waved his little arms around with a giggle.

I placed a hand to my pounding heart, sighing in great relief that George was safe and sound. Without thinking, I strolled over to the infant