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“Hi, sweetheart.” I placed her over my arm, and her crying stopped.

“What the—how did you do that?” Morgan asked.

“She’s gassy. Do you have any baby gas drops?”

“I’m not sure,” Morgan said. “Let’s go check in the nursery.”

I followed her upstairs while Roman took the girls down to the beach.

“I have stuff in this basket that I never opened yet,” Morgan said.

“This is them.” I smiled and set Maddie down on the changing table. When she started screaming, I quickly opened the box, pulled out the drops, and shoved the dropper into her mouth. “There you go, sweetheart. You should start feeling better soon.” I picked her up and held her over my shoulder.

“You are amazing.” Morgan smiled. “I had no idea that’s what those drops were for.”

“Are you sure you don’t mind keeping an eye on the girls while Julian and I go and talk to Georgina?” I asked.

“Not at all.” I followed her out of the room.

The front door opened when we reached the bottom step, and Julian and Parker walked in.

“Hey, Laurel.” Parker smiled.

“Hi, Parker. Hi, Julian.”

“Hi there.” A grin crossed Julian’s lips. “Are you ready to go so we can get back?”

“Yeah. I just have to grab my purse.”

I opened the sliding door and called out to the girls. They came running.

“Julian and I are off to speak to a client. We’ll be back soon. You are to be on your best behavior for Roman and Morgan.”

“We will, Mom,” Stella said.

Chapter Eighteen

Julian

“Did you find out who sent the flowers?” I asked as we drove to Georgina’s house.

“The saleslady told me it was a young woman who looked homeless. She said the woman handed her a piece of paper with my name and address and paid with cash.”

“That’s odd.” My brows furrowed. “Why would a young woman send you red and pink roses?”

“I don’t know. How was your golf game?”

“It was good.” I smiled, glancing at her.

We pulled up to Georgina’s house and knocked on the door. When she answered, she led us to the living room.

“What do you know about an offshore account in your name with ten million dollars in it?”

“What? I know nothing about that,” she said.

“Also, your credit card was used to reserve the two hotel rooms the night of your husband’s murder,” Laurel told her.

“I didn’t reserve any rooms. I swear to you, Julian.Someone must have gotten hold of my credit card.” Tears filled her eyes.

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