As Lucie spoke, she waved her bodyguards over. After getting burned a few times before, she wasn’t taking any chances with her safety. These days, she never left home without at least eight bodyguards. The eight of them—tall and built like walls—stepped forward, blocking the two maids in an instant.
“Ms. Anderson, you really can’t take Cody! Somebody help!” The maids were in a panic.
Since Cody was staying at the hospital, which was relatively secure, he only had four bodyguards assigned to him. The rest of the people around were maids and caregivers.
“Stay where you are,” Lucie ordered, holding Cody close as her bodyguards surrounded them. She didn’t slow down as she headed straight for the hospital’s main entrance.
The Heath family’s maids tried to follow, stomping their feet in helpless frustration, but Lucie’s guards kept them back. They didn’t stand a chance of getting through.
Cody wrapped his arms tightly around Lucie’s neck, excitement all over his face. “Mommy, are we really going to the children’s hospital? Do they have cartoons there? And after the check-up, can I go home?”
Lucie didn’t answer. She just walked faster, her jaw set, sunlight carving a sharp, cold line across her face. All she could think about was Steven’s lying face. If it turned out Cody wasn’t really sick, she would never forgive him.
“Be careful, Ms. Anderson,” someone called out.
Lucie cut across the garden and through the lobby, making a beeline for the door. But just as she reached the revolving door, she walked straight into a solid chest.
The maids following her pulled up short when they saw who it was. Their faces went pale. “Mr. Heath… Mr. Heath, Ms. Anderson wants to take Cody to the children’s hospital—we couldn’t stop her.”
Steven frowned, towering over Lucie and blocking her way. “Lucie, where are you taking Cody?”
Lucie met his eyes—dark and impossible to read. He looked cold, dressed in black and camel, every inch the man in control. “Steven, move.”
“Daddy!” Cody slipped out of Lucie’s arms and ran to Steven, but then darted back to grab Lucie’s hand. “Daddy, Mommy’s taking me for a check-up! She said if I’m better, I can go home!”
Steven shot a look at the maids, his voice low and dangerous. “Take Cody back to his room. Now.”
“Oh—yes, sir.” The maids moved, but Lucie stepped in front of Cody, protective.
“Steven, does Cody really have leukemia?” she demanded.
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