The Runaway Groom

The more Lulu cared about Star, the more Vivian found her to be a threat.

Nonetheless, Lulu said, "I'm a professional child care worker Mr. Slate hired. Just leave the baby to me, you can stay with Mr. Slate—"

Before she could finish, however, Vivian had grabbed her hand!

Raising a brow, she said, "I have experience with my cousin's children, and you look like you haven't had dinner. Why don't you go out for some food?" And with that, both of them stood in place in a stalemate.

Still, before Vivian could press the issue, Zachary appeared behind them. "What are you doing?"

Star was still crying, while both women were standing in place as if frozen still.

"Mr. Slate!" Vivian was promptly smiling. “I just came in to check since the baby started crying, and she might be sick or something."

seized the moment to free herself

excuse to leave, saying, "Mr. Slate, she

and I'll help

things she brought on a table, hurried

it meets the baby's needs more than the average diaper!" Vivian's eager fawning actually left Lulu frustrated—all Vivian cared about was quality and how

just wanted to use her concern for

she really

afraid to think what Star would be put through if

suddenly snapped a

diapers she was holding, she smiled. "I've been trained professionally in early childcare. Diapers don't require professional designs, just frequent changing!" Vivian never turned around, but she gave in within

you'd know more than I do.

it clear to Zachary, while Lulu more or less saw through

all.