Chapter 580 A Stark Contrast
Not long after Dominic left, Ian showed up.
Bella assumed he was there for something work-related, but instead, he spent the entire time playing with Lily and chatting with her, showing no signs of being on any official business.
As they talked, a thought struck her. "Who's meeting with Dominic right now?"
Ian's face betrayed a moment of awkwardness, like a kid caught red-handed. "You're sharp enough to figure it out without me saying anything."
It didn't take much for Bella to piece it together. "Mr. Morse? And he brought his wife, didn't he?"
Ian rubbed his nose, a telltale sign of discomfort. "Just so we're clear, I didn't say a single word. You figured that out all on your own."
Bella greeted her, her smile polite. "Mrs. Morse."
Ian followed suit with a casual, "Mrs. Morse."
Margaret's expression was as cool as ever, distant and unreadable. Without so much as asking, she took Lily from Bella's arms, her previously stoic demeanor softening as she cooed at the baby. "Lily's s

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