His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 95

"Thought you ladies might need a pick-me-up," he said with a grin. "Thank you, Carlos!" I replied, grateful for the gesture.]

Vesta raised an eyebrow, a mysterious smile crossing her face as she looked between us. "Wow, look who's playing the hero today!"]

Carlos chuckled, glancing at Vesta's work log. "Just checking in on your progress, Vesta. You know, keeping tabs."]

"Is that so?" Vesta said playfully, a teasing glint in her eyes.[]

He finished delivering the coffee and stayed for a moment, chatting casually before heading back out.]

Vesta leaned closer to me, a teasing grin on her face. "Looks like your presence keeps Carlos around here."]]

I laughed. "Maybe he just wants to make sure I'm staying focused," I joked back, taking a sip of my coffee.

Time flew by as Vesta and I continued to talk, sharing ideas and memories. The sun dipped lower in the sky, and I felt a sense of camaraderie growing stronger between us. I realized how much I had missed this connection.] "Okay, enough reminiscing," I said after a while, my expression shifting to seriousness. "I have some information I need to

on."]

act on.

"Good idea. What's next?" Vesta asked, leaning in with genuine interest.[]

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to come with you?" Vesta offered,

it on my

voice steady. "Blair, I need you to gather the technicians. I'm heading

okay? You sound exhausted," he replied, concern creeping into his tone. "I'm fine! I can drive myself," I insisted, not wanting to bother

driver opening the door for him. I noticed the bags under his eyes; he looked like he hadn't

first. You need it," I said quickly, trying to put

is a sign of disrespect for your own safety, Doris," he

fine. I'll get in the car," I relented, appreciating his concern even as

to clear my mind of everything except the task ahead. But suddenly, a woman dashed out in front of us. Her hair was unkempt, and her clothes were torn and

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gasped, recognizing the woman barreling

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ined my life, Doris!

one is going to keep believing

a mess, covered in filth and furious. "You think you can walk away from what you did?" she spat, stepping