That morning, Felicia received a call from Ava asking if she had time to come home for dinner that evening.
She agreed, saying, "Yes, I'll be there."
It had indeed been a while since she last visited her family.
That evening, she originally planned to take Anne back to the Ross family estate. However, when Tommy arrived at the preschool, Anne was nowhere to be found. He learned from the teacher that Anne had just been picked up by bodyguards and taken home. The staff had been secretly puzzled, wondering why the child's parents did not communicate with each other about pickup arrangements.
"I'll go to the Oakridge Estate to pick up Anne then," Tommy offered over the phone.
Felicia hummed in agreement.
She had just hung up the phone when Jeremy knocked on the door and walked in. "Working late tonight?" he asked.
"I shouldn't have to stay late today," Felicia replied. "Is something wrong?"
"Did you know that your brother and Brock had a falling out?" Jeremy asked.
Greg had mentioned the company trouble to her before, but she did not know the exact details. Hearing Jeremy bring it up, she figured the situation was likely not good.
Jeremy continued speaking. "We found out that the person behind Brock is Trey. He wants to use Brock to bring your brother down. Heather somehow found out about this. She must have confronted Trey, and she probably isn't in a good state of mind right now. I brought Yara back to the office for the time being. Can you take Yara back to the Oakridge Estate after you get off work? I have some business to attend to tonight, but I'll rush back as soon as I'm done."
Felicia frowned. Trey doing this made it painfully obvious that he did not want Heather to remarry. It was exactly the kind of thing a lunatic like Trey would do.
"Alright," she agreed.
After Jeremy left, Felicia called Tommy back and told him to cancel the trip to pick up Anne. She got off work early.
On the drive back, Yara's mood remained terribly low.
"Yara, what is wrong?" Felicia asked gently.
Yara looked at Felicia with red, teary eyes. "Why can't Mommy and Daddy get back together?" she asked miserably.
Felicia felt a sharp pang in her heart. She reached over and pulled Yara into a tight hug. "Even if Mommy and Daddy can't be together, they both love you very much."
Yara was still so young. She only knew that her parents were separated and could not live together, but she could not understand why adults had to get divorced.
Yara suddenly choked back a sob. "But I don't want Mommy and Daddy to be apart. I don't want to see them fight. I just want them to be like you and Uncle Max. I'm jealous that Anne has her mommy and daddy with her. Anne said her mommy and daddy will always be there as she grows up."
Every word Yara spoke felt like a needle piercing Felicia's heart, leaving behind a pulsing ache. She held Yara tightly in her arms, doing her best to soothe the little girl.
Yara leaned against Felicia's chest. Traffic was heavy on the way back, and the car crawled along slowly. Before long, Yara drifted off to sleep, a teardrop still clinging to the corner of her eye.
Felicia reached out and gently wiped the tear away. Yara's heartbroken expression made Felicia feel as though a heavy boulder was crushing her chest.
They finally arrived at the Oakridge Estate.
Felicia carried the sleeping Yara out of the car and took the elevator upstairs.

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