Neville withdrew his gaze. "No, I didn't expect you to be so concerned about Marvin."
Stella smiled. "Mr. Connolly, anyone would be concerned if you offered them a million dollars."
Abby interrupted from the side, "Exactly, Mr. Connolly. You don't need to offer me a million. Just a hundred thousand, and I'd treat Marvin like royalty."
Neville chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Alright, I'll ensure all the details about Marvin are sent to you, Ms. Cameron."
He glanced at Marvin. "Before we go, I'd like to talk with Marvin."
Sensing the moment, Stella said, "I'll wait for Marvin downstairs."
With that, she and Abby left the hospital room, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.
Once they were gone, Neville raised an eyebrow and asked Marvin, "Are you sure it's her?"
More animated, Marvin nodded earnestly. "Yes, it's her. I want her to be my mom."
Neville scratched his chin thoughtfully. "If it were any other woman, it might be easier. Money could sort it out even if she had a husband and kids. But this woman is married to Haynes. It won't be easy."
Marvin insisted stubbornly, "I don't care. I want her as my mom!"
"Timing is everything," Neville laughed. "Six months ago, it might've been impossible, but now, there's a good chance."
"In the past half-year, what Haynes has done for his 'first crush' has become public knowledge. His judgment and that of his son seem uncannily similar. Even his kid favors this 'first crush.'"
"Now, Stella's living on her own." Neville looked down at Marvin, "This is your opportunity. I've set the stage. Now, it's up to you."
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