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Chapter 398:
Amelia’s blunt words left Layla feeling resigned.
Deep down, only Layla understood the depth of her craving for a stable and peaceful life, but fate wouldn’t give her that.
Worn out from the torrent of tears and lulled by the tranquil ambiance of the hotel foyer, Avery had drifted into a deep slumber in Layla’s arms.
Amelia’s features softened as she looked at the child. “Avery is Jaxton’s flesh and blood, which imposes a duty upon him by law. Filing suit against the Morrison family could, at the very least, secure essential care for Avery p>
Layla recognized this as her sole path forward. Recalling the doctor’s grave counsel, she declared with firm resolve, “I’ll seek out a lawyer today to discuss suing the Morrison family p>
With that assertion, Layla prepared to depart with her child, only to be halted by Amelia. Out of compassion for the innocent child, Amelia decided to give Layla some money.
However, upon delving into her bag, she realized that her wallet lay forgotten back at the office. Seeing that, Wyatt cast a glance toward Barrie, who promptly produced a checkbook. Wyatt deftly tore a blank check from the book and passed it to Amelia with a pen.
After a moment’s reflection, Amelia wrote the sum of one hundred thousand. The amount struck a balance, neither lavish nor paltry, sufficient to anchor Layla and her daughter in stability for a time.
“Take this check and find a place to live,” Amelia said to Layla.
Layla’s gaze flickered with gratitude as she accepted the check. “Mrs. Stewart, I swear I’ll repay every cent of this p>
Amelia’s first impulse was to dismiss the need for repayment, but something gave her pause, and she simply nodded.
Rе𝘤о𝗆𝗺e𝘯𝖽 𝘵о y𝗼u𝗋 𝖿𝗿𝘪e𝗻d𝘀
After departing the hotel, Wyatt guided Amelia to an upscale villa district nestled in the heart of the city. Though it was her first visit, Amelia had a keen sense of who lived here.
Stepping out of the car behind Wyatt, Amelia asked softly, “Do you suspect it was your father who swapped your mother’s necklace p>
“We’ll get answers by asking him directly,” Wyatt replied, his tone resolute as he signaled Barrie to press the doorbell.
The bell rang for quite a while before the door was opened. The maid who opened the door froze, visibly startled by Wyatt’s presence. After a brief moment to collect herself, she stepped aside, stammering nervously, “Mr. Stewart and Mrs— they are in the living room p>
Catching the icy glint in Wyatt’s eyes, the maid hastily corrected her address of Kamila.
This place belonged to Jewell, Kamila, and their two children. Though Kamila and Jewell had never formalized their union, she insisted the household staff address her as “Mrs. Stewart” to cement her standing. At first, the maids had been uneasy with the matter, but over time, they got used to it.
Yet, Wyatt’s unannounced arrival today served as a stark reminder. In the Stewart family’s world, Della remained the wife of Jewell, not Kamila.