Chapter 8

With one less problem to deal with, I felt my heart begin to lighten bit by bit.

I sent my mother to the beach, where I bought her a house and hired staff to ensure she lived comfortably.

Lillian sought me out while I was at the office.

Of course, my current situation meant I didn't have to handle any work matters.

But I had no desire to be a bitter housewife confined to a mansion; the workplace air was much fresher.

This time, Lillian didn't come in with her usual bravado.

Seeing me in my current state took the wind out of her sails.

"What do you want now, Ms. Carroll?"

She looked at me with feigned innocence. "Ms. Reed, I'm begging you."

"Begging me for what? If you need money, go ask Noah."

"Please, just give me and my child a chance to survive."

I was taken aback. "Child? What child?"

It wasn't until she showed me a picture of Noah holding a baby that I finally understood.

So that was why Noah seemed so comfortable with babies; he had practica