CHapter 232
Inside the sterile white walls of the hospital room, Belinda sat next to Briony, her face glowing with a
maternal pride as she handed her a freshly peeled apple
“Briony, sweetheart, it’s time to make a clean break. Your real dad has been found, and he’s
whisking us away to a life of ease and
Real dad?
Briony’s eyes sparkled with the mention. “But I’m still facing jail time…”
“Don’t worry your pretty little head. Your father’s got connections that can make these troubles go
pool! You don’t owe the Rosenbergs a thing, they’re nothing but cold–hearted snakes!”
Belinda’s affection for her once favored son–inw, Milford Rosenberg, had turned to bitter
contempt. Briony was still carrying his child, and he hadn’t even shown his face at the hospital
“I’ve reached out to the Rosenbergs. They owe you, at the very least, a decent payout. Then we’ll
take care of this pregnancy.”
Briony couldn’t bear the thought of carrying the child a moment longer. Milford’s doubt and absence
from the hospital fueled her anger and frustration
Then the phone rang. It was Linsey
“Belinda, have you lost your mind? Your little girl ys the field, gets pregnant, and suddenly it’s
my son’s responsibility? Stop the joke. Milford’s abroad, clinching deals. He’s the future of the
Rosenbergs!”
Belinda sneered in response, “Ha, just you wait. Briony will be out of your league soon enough!”
Linsey hung up without another word and tried dialing her precious son, eager to uncover the truth
about Briony’s child. But Milford’s phone was unreachable, no matter how many times she tried.
Belinda clenched her teeth in anger. “That old hag! it’s her son’s only child, and it’s them who don’t
want this baby. Briony, after we terminate this pregnancy, we’ll send the child to them! Let’s see
how they react!”
Briony’s thoughts were far from here, consumed by the desire for a better life and the hatred for the
child within.
The doctor, his face hidden behind a mask, entered and nced at Briony. “I’m afraid I have to tell
you that you can’t keep the baby You’ve contracted several infections, including HIV. It’s best to
terminate the pregnancy
Bnony’s world copsed with those words, tears streaming down her face. “No. How could this
happen? It’s all Milford’s fault! I don’t want to die, I’m so young…”
The doctor flipped through her chart with a sympathetic gaze. “Milford is a frequent patient in our
infectious diseases department, and he has transmitted infections to many. Considering your age
and health, it’s best not to continue with the pregnancy”
In a haze of despair, Briony cried uncontrobly.
y questioning what she had done to deserve this.
Belinda, frantic at the thought of losing her chance to return to Larson’s side, urged the doctor to
proceed with the treatment and
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keep this from your dad. His family’splicated, and they’d shun us if they knew
As the doctor left, Belinda soothed Briony, “Well ke Tomorrow, I’ll take you home.”
Briony, her spirit tom between hope and despair, asked, “Mom, who is my father?”
Belinda’s smile held a secret promise. “You’ll meet him tomorrow. He’s nning a wee party for
you. As for your illness, Ill make sure you get the best care.”
Filled with anticipation, Briony awaited the new chapter of her life.
Meanwhile, at the opulent Schnabel
el Manor in the Phoenix Tower of Serene Haven, a nanny sneakily hid in a corner, making a covert
“Ms. Yvonne, have you contacted thedy?”
“Yes, I’m seeing her tomorrow.”
Yvonne’s heart raced at the thought of meeting her mother for the first time in eighteen years.
“Queenie, who exactly is my mother?”
“Don’t fret about that Shell give you a life of luxury. Soon, you won’t just be picking from the
Schnabels; even Mr. Pock will be within
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your reach.
Yvonne’s thoughts drifted to Palmer’s handsome andmanding presence, feeling a twinge of
desire.
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Why should Noe, that naive girl, monopolize such a man? Once she’s with her mother, Palmer
would surely notice her. The nanny was about to divulge more when a chilling voice Interrupted
from above.
“Queenie, what are you doing down there?”
Queenie looked up to find Noe’s piercing gaze, a mix of innocence and authority that sent shivers
down her spine.
*Just cleaning the floors, Miss. Thedy spotted a spider here earlier. Have you juste back,
Ms. Noe?”
“Cleaning? Carry on, then.”
Queenie’s Hding spot was spotless–an unlikely ce to find dirt, let alone need a nanny’s attention.
Noe cast a casual nce at her and walked away without a sound
Queenie was drenched in cold sweat!
How on earth did Ms. Noe manage to move so silently? She nearly jumped out of her skin, almost
flinging her belongings into the air. There was something off about the way Noe looked at her, as
if she knew exactly what she had been up to.
No, that couldn’t be. If neither Sienna nor Mr. Schnabel had noticed anything, how could Ms. Noe,
a greenhom fresh from the countryside, know anything at all?
As soon as Noe returned to her room, her phone buzzed with a message from Palmer
[There’s a soiree Larson arranged tomorrow. Would my fiancée care to join me?]
[Sure.]
The word on the street was that Larson had yed a rough hand with Eamon, and now he was
throwing a party, most likely in a bid to clear his name.
There was a knock at the door, and Beckett poked his head in, “Noe, there’s a gathering at the
Pock’s tomorrow. How about you join me for the event?”
“Sure, but I’ve already promised Palmer. We’ll attend together.”
The words on the tip of Beckett’s tongue retreated back down his throat!
How did Palmer beat him to the punch with ns like that?
Noe couldn’t help but let a smile y on her lips as she saw Beckett’s deted expression.
“Beckett, I actually have something I’ve been meaning to ask you. The nanny, Queenie, how long
has she been with our family?”