Chapter 685:

She quietly wondered if things might actually work out, if Eric might keep caring about Joy, if maybe this could be their chance.

Yet as soon as the thought came, her vision wavered, and her heartbeat quickened uncomfortably.

Reaching for support, Hadley leaned against the kitchen island, waiting anxiously until the spinning sensation and rapid pulse faded away.

At Flynn Mansion.

Hours past midnight.

The harsh ring of Ernest’s phone woke him from sleep. Quentin’s name flashed urgently on the screen.

He answered quickly.

“What is it?”

“Mr. Flynn!” Quentin’s usually steady voice cracked with anxiety.

“The boy’s missing!”

Missing?

himself upright, his mind

and he clenched his jaw, snapping into the

a toddler—and you couldn’t even

with Quentin, and Ernest still hadn’t worked up the courage

the scolding. After a pause, Ernest

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entirely Quentin’s fault; he had responsibilities of

rotating shifts specifically to

in the morning. How could

Quentin explained,

eight o’clock, the nanny tucked him in,

empty! In a panic, she had rushed straight to Quentin to

security footage and alerted

and wandering into the night. According

gripping the phone tightly,

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