Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 950

Knock, knock.

The door to the hospital room echoed with a gentle rap.

"Who's there?" Sylvia's face still wore a trace of a smile, tinged with curiosity. "At this hour? We're not expecting any treatment, right?" "I'll check."

Cara rose to answer the door.

To her surprise, she found herself chuckling, "Ms. Bennett?"

"Cara, it's been ages..." Caroline, all smiles, wheeled herself into the room.

"Grandma."

Sylvia paused momentarily, then her face lit up with joy. "Caroline, is that you? Come in!"

...

Half an hour later.

Caroline had departed, leaving Cara to study Sylvia, whose expression flitted between stormy clouds and sunny skies.

It was clear she was fuming!

"Cara!"

"Ma'am!"

"Get the car ready, I'm heading home!"

"Uh, alright!"

to argue; this was serious

6:30 in

supervising James with his homework when Cara

"Cara, what's up?"

"Ms. White, could you step

the head. "Keep

"Okay, got it."

Smiling, she asked,

a sigh as they walked. "Ms. White, the lady of the house has returned and wishes to see you. She's waiting in the drawing-room,

so suddenly? And

of questions, Rebecca entered the

stood with her hands clasped,

Sylvia regarded her intently.

her and Sylvia had a favorable impression

had

lips curled into a cold smile. "Ms. White, are you aware of why Ms. Barbara was dismissed?" Rebecca was taken aback; how could she

over what wasn't hers. Our Francis may be a single father, but he's not up

White, do you catch my

Rebecca was startled.

naive; she understood

"Ma'am."

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paled, a chill

down her

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