Grant's mouth was stuffed with rags, keeping him from speaking. He could only glare at Paige, screaming at the top of his lungs.
Baillie walked over, grabbing Paige by the waist and backing them up a few steps. Grant struggled fiercely.
She wanted Grant to understand why he ended up like this.
"You're gonna spend the rest of your life here," Paige said, then turned to look at the caregiver.
She remembered what Rosalynn had said.
"This caregiver has a bad rap, but I've handed him a hefty sum. He'll take good care of Grant."
The caregiver gave Paige a cold nod.
Paige, clutching Baillie's hand, didn't hesitate to leave.
"Baillie, do you think it's too cushy for him to have a private room?" Paige murmured after they stepped out.
"Rosalynn must have had her reasons for arranging it this way. She certainly didn't do it to make Grant comfortable," Baillie replied softly.
Paige took a deep breath.
Baillie gently stroked Paige's head. "Let's go home," she said.
"Uh huh."
As Baillie and Paige reached the parking lot, they ran into the three Sutton brothers.
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