Third Person POV

Irene was lost in thought, lying in the parlor, doom-scrolling through her phone. She frowned when she came across a recent article that featured her father and Judy out on what seemed like a date. Irene wasn't stupid, she knew that there was something going on between the two of them. She wasn't sure how she felt about it; Judy was her age, and her father was... well... her father was old. At least to her, he was old.

Plus, that was her father.

But at the same time, Judy seemed to make him happy. She had never seen Gavin Landry crack a smile before, but Judy somehow brought out his playful and attentive side. Now, he pays attention to his family and constantly grins from ear to ear. It was a strange sight for sure, and Irene could get used to it.

It was unsettling to think that people were actually following her father and Judy and taking these pictures. They were pictures that weren't known, which made things worse. It gave stalker vibes.

On top of that, Irene also worried about Matt. She hadn't spoken to her father, even after knowing he was home last night with Judy. He was too afraid of what her father would say to her if he did say to her, and he didn't want to trigger Matt's

wolf again.

Her little brother hated her, and she had no one but herself to blame.

She pressed her knees to her chest and continued to scroll through her phone, desperate to distract herself.

She barely even heard the knock on the front door around the corner from the parlor, or Alex approaching the parlor doors. She didn't look up until she heard something that wasn't usually heard in the villa... Something she never thought she would ever hear in the Villa.

A crying baby.

up from her phone and frowned when she spotted Alex, the butler, standing in the

narrowing her eyes. "Did you have a baby and not

his face would have been laughable if she weren't

a baby, Miss Irene. This baby was at

Irene said, annoyed by Alex calling the baby an

one bit about the

he murmured. "Why is

her arms across

"How would I know?"

an envelope. When he turned it over for her to see the front of it, she sucked in

on it," Alex told

towards him and stretching her

not," he

fingers trembling as she pulled out the

Dear Irene,

don't want to hear

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