“Are you sure you’ve got it?” Eloise asked, unsure whether to leave Ollie in Vaughn's care.
“Yes,” Vaughn said. “We’ll do some fun dad-and-son things.”
“Please don’t have too much fun,” she warned.
Vaughn chuckled. “We’ll be safe, don’t worry. Just do well on your shoot.”
“Are you also sure that it’s okay for you to miss work like this?”
“I’m the boss. What can they do? Fire me?”
She narrowed his eyes at him. “Alright…I’ll be back after lunch. Prepare his discharge papers in the meantime. This is also the money to pay for his hospital fees. You can—“
Vaughn held onto Eloise’s hand and shook his head.
“I’ll pay for this.”
She shook her head. “I have money saved up for these kinds of events. Just take it.”
He sighed, folded the envelope, and placed it back in her pocket.
“Eloi
