Alec paused, uncertain if it was wise to leave Vicki with Austin.
Vicki reassured him, âDonât worry.
Iâll take good care of him.
â
Vicki bent down to Austin and gently said, âHey, if youâre good and listen to me, Alec can take her to the hospital, okay?â
Austin, too young to understand Vickiâs intentions, felt relieved that someone was there to care for his nanny.
He nodded vigorously.
âOkay, Iâll listen to you.
Please help save her.
â
This gave Alec some peace of mind, and he quickly helped the nanny into the car and headed off to the hospital.
Vicki asked the maids if Austin had any dietary restrictions and then dismissed them, wanting some time alone with Austin.
Since Vicki had dined at this villa often before, the maids saw her as the future mistress and didnât dare to defy her.
They obediently left.
Upon a closer inspection of Austinâs room, when compared to the villaâs black and white theme, Vicki found this room was well-decorated.
Both the wall paintings and furniture placed in the room were quite fitting for a little boy.
It was clear Jarrod deeply cared for this child.
A twinge of unease began to grow inside Vicki.
She turned to the quiet boy and asked, âWhatâs your name?â
âAustin.
â Austin had calmed down significantly from earlier.
To him, Vicki was just another unfamiliar face, and he was naturally cautious around people he didnât know.
Just like Jarrod, he always kept his distance from strangers.
Vicki was inwardly seething with frustration, though she managed to keep a neutral face.
When she saw Austinâs red face, she got an idea.
She walked over and opened the window, letting the cold breeze in.
Just as Vicki had expected, Austin sneezed.
âAustin, you seem cold.
Maybe you should rest a bit,â Vicki suggested soothingly.
âIâm not cold.
â Austin shook his head, determined.
âI need to wait for her to come back.
â
Vicki lowered her gaze and asked, âAustin, would you like to see your mom?â
Austinâs eyes widened.
âCan I?â The nanny had told him he couldnât see his mom or Roscoe just yet, explaining that his parents were sorting out some problems and he needed to be patient.
Vicki knew that children his age were capable of remembering things.
The idea of making him forget Nicole was futile, so why should she bother caring for another womanâs child? Raising someone elseâs child?
That was out of the question.
âOf course you can,â Vicki promised.
âIf you listen to me, Iâll let you see your mom.
âReally?â Austin was still naive, and her promise immediately caught his interest.
âOf course itâs true.
I even have pictures of your mom on my phone.
Do you want to see?â Vicki offered.