Talia's spicy stew smelled absolutely divine. Knowing Scarlett was still breastfeeding, she had thoughtfully prepared a separate, mild portion just for her.
The two women dug into their plates, chatting and laughing between bites. Scarlett couldn't even remember the last time she had felt so light and carefree.
Meanwhile, driven back to her car in disgrace, Corinne was certainly not laughing.
The chili oil was trapped in her eye, searing her left cornea like a branding iron.
Corinne covered her face frantically, screaming in agony. "It hurts! It's killing me! My eye! I'm going blind!"
"Do something! Get it out!" she wailed, viciously yanking on the driver's sleeve to make him help.
But after she had rubbed it, the irritant was firmly embedded. The driver wasn't a doctor, and he was absolutely terrified to touch her face.
"Mrs. Flynn, I... I really think I should rush you to the hospital. A doctor needs to look at this," the driver urged, watching his employer practically convulsing in pain.
Corinne was swiftly escorted into the emergency room. With a doctor's help, the chili residue was successfully flushed out, but her left eye was already severely inflamed and swollen. The doctor applied a soothing ointment and secured a gauze patch over it.
When Corinne finally walked out of the ER, her expression was murderous.
She looked up to see Yardley standing in the corridor. Dressed in a dark blue dress shirt, his face was just as thunderous, his stern features radiating deep displeasure.
Yardley had already heard exactly what happened from the driver. He was furious and profoundly disappointed with his mother's actions.

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