Chapter 251

After guiding the child through another bout of sleepwalking and tucking him back into bed, it was already around three in the morning—almost exactly the same time as the night before.

Mila Sutherland made a mental note of the time, then dozed for a couple more hours.

The next day, Mila came downstairs with a touch of anxiety fluttering in her chest. Thankfully, Forrest Whitmore greeted her just as warmly as always, his face betraying no hint of anything unusual.

Only then did Mila allow herself to relax a little.

At breakfast, though, Forrest brought up the topic of the share transfer again-but this time, there was a subtle shift in his tone.

"Whenever you've made up your mind, just let me know. I'll be here, ready to sign the papers."

Mila forced a polite smile and let the conversation drop.

She'd always known what she could accept and what she couldn't. In her mind, there was a clear line.

The whole morning, Mila was absorbed in sketching out new design drafts.

Julian Pembroke sat quietly beside her, working on his own drawings. Autism might have closed one door for him, but it had opened another; he had a remarkable talent for art and could lose himself in it for hours.

The only thing was his drawings were...hard to describe. Very abstract.

regardless. With a bit of recognition, children

so young; there was plenty of time

about Julian's situation. It was complicated: as a little boy, he'd witnessed a murder-the victims were his

people

played together for a

Mila took Julian, with Howard accompanying them,

he could attend school; Mila was there

the parking lot

had given her, Mila entered the school. It was only after asking a few parents that she learned today was

stopped in her tracks,

father was still in the hospital-did anyone come to

thought, Julian tugged softly at her hand, peering up at her

"Oh-sorry, sweetheart. Let's go."

and led

process was quick and seamless. Julian was granted

"Ms. Sutherland, if you need to take care of something, I can watch Julian for

hesitated,

...

and paused at the door,

was a beautiful woman with long, wavy hair-her back graceful

of them sat close,

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