Chapter 217

Irwin's wailing instantly drew every pair of eyes in the room.

Briony's irritation was palpable. "Stewart, are you doing this on purpose?"

"I told you, Irwin's been acting out these last few days." Stewart's expression was calm, showing no sign of guilt or evasion.

"I'm not going to keep giving in to him." Briony's voice was icy. "I don't owe him anything."

Stewart frowned. "If he throws a tantrum, I can't calm him down either."

"Then have Carl take him to the car to wait."

Stewart turned to Carl.

Carl immediately stepped forward, arms outstretched. "Come on, buddy. Let's go wait in the car, okay?"

"I don't want to!"

Irwin slapped Carl's hands away and started crying even harder, his sobs echoing through the hall.

The commotion was so loud that even the staff came over to intervene.

"You already have a child together," one staff member said, trying to mediate. "Maybe talk things through? Look at how scared he is. As parents, you can't be so selfish-divorce always hurts the child most."

But Briony refused to budge.

Irwin kept crying, his voice hoarse as he pleaded, "Please don't get divorced, Mom and Dad!"

The staff looked at Irwin, their gazes heavy with reproach as they turned to Briony. "You're his mother. How can you stand to see your child in this state?"

Briony's patience snapped.

She looked straight at the staffer, her face cold. "I'm his stepmother. His real mother and father are getting back together. Isn't it reasonable for me to step aside and let them be?"

staff member

a brow, lips curling into a faint,

staffer forced a smile, then quietly retreated. At that moment,

Stewart. "Let's go. Sign the papers, stamp a

toward the counter, not looking back. Stewart watched her walk away, his eyes narrowing

began to cough

don't feel

turned around, Stewart had already scooped Irwin into his

having

reached the entrance, she saw Stewart's car peel away from

just stared at the number slip in her

many

slip in the trash, steeled her face, and

studio, thoughts of the failed divorce swirling in her

was certain-Stewart had no intention of letting

it was

started to show. Only then could she

how could she possibly force Stewart to

dwelled on it, the more powerless she felt, as

the building's underground garage, she didn't get out right away. Instead, she slumped over the steering wheel and let out a

buzzed from inside

It was Carney Winslow.

answered right away.

your recovery

restore the artifacts

artifacts can wait." Carney paused. "I'm calling with some good news,

"I'm listening."

They asked me to recommend a young restorer,

Delaney is even younger

mouth shut. This is a national broadcast.

considered as well. They've done documentaries before, so they have experience. You're the newcomer. If you join the shoot, I can

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