Charlene was just about to speak when Thorne cut in first. "Your mom's busy with work. Don't bother her."

Jasmine pouted, clearly displeased, her wide, hopeful eyes fixed on Charlene.

Charlene crouched down to meet her daughter's gaze. "I have to go back to the office for a meeting, and right after that, I need to visit another client. It's really not convenient to bring you along this time. Next time, sweetheart, I promise."

Jasmine's face fell, her voice muffled with disappointment, but she finally let go of Charlene's hand. "Okay..."

Irma was still asleep, and there wasn't much to say between Helena and Thorne. So, when Charlene left, Helena quietly left with her.

Inside the elevator, Helena's voice was low and even. "He's not worried you'll be distracted if Minnie goes to the office with you. He's worried someone he knows will see her there, isn't he?"

Charlene understood exactly what she meant.

If word got out that she and Thorne were still technically married, Vesta would be the first to suffer.

To protect Vesta, Thorne had every reason to keep their not-quite-divorced status under wraps until everything was finalized.

When they reached the ground floor, Charlene watched Helena's car pull away before turning on her heel and heading for her own car.

At the hospital, as Granger Harden stepped out of his car, he immediately recognized Charlene's profile in the distance.

He opened his mouth to call out, but Charlene was already driving out of the parking lot.

The words died on Granger's lips.

from the driver's side and clapped him on the shoulder. “Lost in thought again? C'mon, let's

reality, Granger followed Moran inside and up

hospital room, Jasmine greeted them with

Jasmine's hair before placing the fruit basket he'd

noticed the gifts Charlene and Helena had brought earlier, neatly arranged nearby. On one package, a card was tucked under the ribbon, Charlene's handwriting clear

softened. He found himself staring

was so distracted, he didn't notice Moran calling his name at first. "Granger, come sit with us.

blinked, turning to find both Moran and Thorne watching

Granger instinctively looked away.

was right next to the

Granger sat down than Thorne's

It was Vesta.

the screen,

other end, Vesta's voice was full of concern. "How's Mrs. Hawkins? Has she woken

"Not yet."

Is she feeling any

"Much better."

speak to her

"Of course."

the

up.

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