He pressed his phone to his ear. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Diana’s back in town today. I wanted to meet up with her for a bit.”
Clive didn’t answer right away.
Truth was, out of all Amelia’s friends, Diana was the one he liked the least. He’d always hoped Amelia wouldn’t get too close to her.
Amelia added, “Diana has a friend—he’s a famous ophthalmologist, just got back from overseas. I figured, with Diana around, I could ask him to take a look at my eyes. If they heal up faster, I can get back to work sooner.”
Her eyes were almost healed anyway, and this was the perfect excuse to start easing back in.
Clive really needed her back in R&D, especially with that big partnership with West Medicine on the table.
He didn’t even hesitate. “Alright. Just be careful, okay? Do you want me to send a driver?”
“No need, Diana already sent her driver. He should be here any minute. You focus on work, don’t skip meals. I won’t bother you anymore.”
“Okay,” he said.
Clive set his phone down and turned around, only to pause in surprise.
Timmy was standing just a few steps behind him, looking up with that serious little face.
Clive walked over and ruffled his hair. “What are you doing out here, bud?”
Ever since he was born, it was obvious Timmy was special. All the tests said he was a genius—way ahead of other kids his age.
Even now, he carried himself with a maturity that didn’t quite fit his years.
“Dad,” Timmy asked quietly, a frown on his face, “do you not like me and Penny’s real mom?”
Clive hadn’t expected that one. He almost laughed. “Where’d you get that idea?”
Timmy looked like he wanted to ask more, but just then Clive’s phone rang—work calling. He picked up, kept it short: “Yeah, I’ll be there in an hour.”
He took Timmy’s hand and led him back to the hospital room. When he opened the door, Penny and Kristen were laughing together on the bed.
“Penny, time to go. Let Aunt Kristen get some rest.” Clive grabbed Penny’s backpack and held out his hand. “I have to head back to the office, so I’ll drop you both at school. You only missed one class today—let’s go.”
Penny clung to Kristen, not wanting to let go.
Kristen smiled and said gently, “How about Aunt Kristen comes to school with you, Penny?”
The tinted windows made it impossible to see in from the outside, but inside, the view was crystal clear.
Amelia sat in the back seat, watching Clive and Kristen from a distance, her face unreadable.
As they reached their car, Clive caught up and opened the door for Kristen, ever the gentleman.
Kristen looked up at him and gave him the sweetest smile, said something that made Clive—who hardly ever showed much emotion—actually laugh.
Amelia turned away and put on her sunglasses, her expression flat.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Diana’s assistant, Miranda, was driving today.
Miranda knew better than anyone that Ms. Sadinton was the only one who could keep Diana in check, so she was always extra attentive.
She glanced over and noticed Amelia slipping on her sunglasses.
“Ms. Sadinton, is the sun too bright? Should I put down the sunshade for you?”
“No, it’s fine,” Amelia replied, her voice light. “I just saw something I didn’t want to see.”

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