If it was about the children, Briony needed to know the details. “What is it?”
“Xenia Cooper has an eight-year-old son.”
Briony froze for a moment.
An eight-year-old son...
Her brows drew together. “So you’re just stepping in as someone’s ready-made stepfather?”
Stewart cleared his throat. “That’s how it will look to outsiders.”
Briony pressed her lips into a thin line.
Her mind went straight to Irwin Wentworth.
That boy had once been the fatal crack in her and Stewart’s marriage.
Even though Irwin was eventually sent away, the arguments and misunderstandings he’d brought with him still lingered vividly in Briony’s memory.
“Stewart, do what you like for appearances’ sake, but when it comes to the children, I expect you not to disappoint them.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t.” Stewart’s expression softened, as if he, too, recalled the turmoil Irwin had caused them, and he dared not conceal anything from her.
“Xenia Cooper once had a fiancé she loved deeply. Eight years ago, there was a car accident. The eldest Cooper son was left in a coma, and her fiancé died.”
Briony’s breath caught.
“The boy is her late fiancé’s child.”
For a moment, Briony didn’t know what to say.
“The Cooper family is in the middle of a vicious power struggle. Xenia fled abroad to have the child in secret. She raised him overseas all these years and only recently brought him back, still keeping his identity quiet. But now, she plans to groom him as her heir.”
Briony frowned. “So she wants to claim the boy as yours and hers in public?”
Stewart’s lips tightened. He stared at her with dark, unreadable eyes.
His silence was answer enough.
Briony let out a bitter laugh. “Stewart, do you have any idea what that means?”
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