Eleanor gratefully glanced at Jennifer, then hugged Quentin lovingly, patting his back. "Don’t be scared, my dear grandson. Grandma is here."
Quentin snuggled into Eleanor’s shoulder, seeking comfort, while Jennifer watched enviously from the side.
Though he had lost his parents' love, he still had a wonderful grandmother to protect him. But who did she have? No one. She only had herself and her little son Lil Sam to look after.
Nanny brought out the heated dishes with a smile. "Young Master, Young Mistress, come eat. Mrs. Eleanor specially had the kitchen prepare chicken noodle soup to help calm your nerves, Young Mistress."
Mrs. Eleanor linked her arm with Quentin's. "Yes, Mr. Mitchell said you went to the police station straight from the hospital. You must be starving."
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