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.

other side drop their

much. The cops are on it now,

with

anything. No more weird packages or creepy messages

breakfast, Alaric's phone buzzed. It was Josep

up.

bother you so early," Josep

if you keep apologizing, I'm gonna feel bad," Alaric chuckled. "Is your

hours," Josep replied. "I've got a medical

"Tommy Reaves," Josep said.

your seminar; we'll handle it," Alaric

genuinely grateful. "I haven't seen him in years, and

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

hanging up, Alaric couldn't help but say, "Josep is way too polite.

"Yeah, he's the nicest and best doctor I've ever met. When's

seven or eight hours," Alaric

time. "That'll be right when I get off work. Pick me up,

coming? A relative of ours?" Harry asked,

Grandpa Josep's relative, coming to work