Meanwhile, Felicity parked her car outside the hospital, waiting for news from her private investigator.
"What did you find? Is that child Madeline's or not?"
Felicity had been feeling an anxious twitch in her eyelid for days.
Ever since she laid eyes on that little girl in the hospital, a nagging suspicion had settled in her chest.
If nothing else, a woman's intuition was usually spot-on.
Besides, since when did York ever like children?
Ever since he returned, he had been distant and indifferent toward her.
Whether the child belonged to Madeline or not, she absolutely refused to let anyone steal York's attention away from her.
The private investigator replied quickly.
"Ms. Xavier, we've checked the relevant hospital records. The child is only two years old and indeed belongs to Ms. Sutton."
"Got it. Keep an eye on things for me. If anything seems off, let me know immediately. Don't worry, as long as you do your job well, you'll be generously compensated."
Felicity hung up the phone and stared thoughtfully at the hospital entrance.
Was that child really Sloane's?
A voice in the back of Felicity's mind told her there was definitely something fishy going on here.
But without hard evidence, if she carelessly handed Madeline leverage against her—especially given their current hostile relationship—it would backfire spectacularly.
York was already growing increasingly cold toward her, even blatantly disregarding Seraphina's wishes.
She had complained to Seraphina multiple times, trying to set up a dinner with him, but he completely blew her off.
Felicity didn't want to strain her deteriorating relationship with him any further.
So this investigation had to be done in complete secrecy.
However...
Felicity let out a cold sneer.
Even though York was freezing her out, she still had to find a way in.




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