"Things have been pretty harmonious between the two of them lately," Susan tried to reason. "Why don't you just hold out a little longer? If you accidentally ruin his relationship with Catherine..."
Susan attempted to persuade her.
Belinda wasn't listening. "What's the point of talking about romance at his age? I already made an appointment to take the baby to a baby spa. You just do exactly as I say tomorrow!"
Hearing the iron-clad resolve in her voice, Susan's heart sank.
"But..."
"Don't worry, I'll have Lanny back long before Catherine gets off work, and Lance won't suspect a thing."
Belinda had carefully mapped out her plan before even attempting to negotiate with Lance.
Since he wouldn't budge, she was going rogue.
Susan, whose loyalty inherently leaned toward Belinda since she had brought her into the household, hesitated for a moment before caving.
"Okay, I'll do as you ask."
***
The next morning.
Half-asleep, Catherine heard the low rumble of a car engine in the driveway.
She dragged herself out of bed and peeked out the window just in time to see Lance's car pulling past the gates.
Glancing at the clock, she saw it was seven. Time to get up for work.
Lanny was still fast asleep. Catherine quietly washed up and headed downstairs.
"Where did Lance go?"
She asked Susan.
"There was a slight emergency on his mother's end. He went over to help sort it out and should be back shortly. You go ahead to work; we'll keep a close eye on the baby."
Susan handed her a packed breakfast. "Drive safe."
Taking the food, Catherine thanked her and added, "Call me if you need anything. I won't be back for lunch, and I might be working late this evening. Thanks for taking care of Lanny."
"Oh, don't mention it, it's my job. Leave the little guy to me, you have nothing to worry about."
Susan walked her out.



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