C51 "Joint Custody?"

Kingsley leans forward, his fingers drumming on the glass table before him, his eyes flickering with something incomprehensible.

"Miss Emerson?” He repeats, more of a statement than a question, “send her in."

He drops the call, a hint of relief evident on his face.

It is true he has been feeling jittery since his visit to the hospital.

He knows for a fact that she is hard hearted and stubborn