Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 367 Middle-aged Man, Balding

Alaric's voice on the phone was dripping with regret, making Stellan feel all kinds of bummed out.

"Hey, just chill. Take some time off and don't stress about this case anymore," Stellan kept saying. "It's been years, man. I've made my peace with it. Don't get too down, alright?" Alaric let out a bitter laugh, "Why does it sound like you're the one comforting me? I'm good, it's just that we can't get a retrial now, and who knows how long it'll be delayed." "I'm cool with it too. I've waited this long; what's a bit more?" Stellan replied.

"As long as you're not too bummed," Alaric added. "Oh, by the way, Josep came by to treat me and mentioned something. His nephew's looking for a job at Nexus Innovations. Can you hook him up?" "Josep's nephew?" Stellan asked.

"Yeah, Josep's my lifesaver. He rarely asks for favors, so I can't say no," Alaric explained.

"Yeah, we owe him big time. If he needs this, we gotta help. Don't worry, when his nephew shows up, we'll sort him out with a good job," Stellan assured. Alaric nodded. "Cool."

Stellan said, "Alright, after today's treatment, just chill at home and don't overthink. Maybe this rejection is a sign you need to focus on your health, got it?" "Got it," Alaric replied with a helpless smile, feeling like Stellan was talking to a kid.

After hanging up, Stellan let out a big sigh of relief. 'Thank God, Alaric doesn't suspect a thing.'

Just then, her phone buzzed with a text. It was anonymous, just one line: [Not bad, your family can be safe for now.] That message sent a shiver down Stellan's spine, like someone was lurking in the shadows, watching her every move. Who the hell sent this? How do they know so much about the Knight family? Could it be Ambrose?

No way. Ambrose was always in-your-face. If he wanted to threaten her, he'd do it directly, not like this. So who was it? Was it the mastermind behind the Storm family's troubles? Had these people been in Arizona all this time? Creepy.

Stellan opened the two photos she had taken. The one with Alaric covered in blood was too much, so she quickly closed it.

A knock on the door snapped her back to reality. Cormac walked in.

"All sorted?" Cormac asked.

Stellan nodded.

make the other side drop their guard." "Yeah." Stellan nodded, then told Cormac, "Don't worry about this. Just make sure

nodded. "Don't stress too much. The cops are on

with a determined

Stellan played it cool, and Alaric didn't seem to catch on to anything. No more weird packages or creepy messages showed up either. Life went back to normal,

they were having breakfast,

up. "Hey,

to bother you

gonna feel bad," Alaric chuckled. "Is your nephew coming

on the plane and should land in about seven or eight hours," Josep replied. "I've got a medical seminar this afternoon and can't make it." "No worries, Galatea and I will pick

"Tommy Reaves," Josep said.

on your seminar; we'll

"I haven't seen him in years, and honestly, I barely remember what he looks

get it," Alaric said. "You're a big deal at the Institute of Medical Pioneers. If he didn't need help,

couldn't help but say, "Josep is way too

nicest and best doctor

or eight hours,"

Pick me up, and we'll head to

who's coming? A relative of

coming to work