"What nonsense!"
As soon as she said this, Heather stormed back to her car as though she had just seen a ghost and drove away.
Jim leaned against his car, staring coldly in the direction she had left in, and curled his lips into a smirk.
Looking in the rearview mirror, Heather could see every single hint of his expression. She bit her lip and narrowed her eyes.
Jim must have found out something about them!
The day before, inside Charles' ward, he had deliberately brought up the idea of bringing her and Riley for a DNA test, and right at this moment, he was toying with the suggestion of bringing her for a checkup to determine if she had indeed given birth or not.
That b*stard!
She would get rid of him someday!
After returning home, Luna knocked on Gwen's room door to say hi, then went into Rosalyn's room to visit her.
After two days of intensive care, the skin on Rosalyn's back which had previously decayed, was starting to
heal.
The new servant reported every detail to Luna obediently, from the number of times she cleansed and massaged Rosalyn's body to the frequency of her medications and meals.
Clutching a notebook, the servant reported these timings accurately down to the second.
Seeing how nervous the servant looked, Luna waved her hand in dismissal and said, "That's all right; you don't have to say anything further."
The servant quickly shut up and closed her notebook." Do you have any other requirements, Ms. Luna?"
Luna narrowed her eyes, glancing at the servant. "Are you the new maid that Gwen hired?"
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