"Let's keep our voices down. Let's pretend we don't know anything about this. The Janus Family is very wealthy, and we can't afford to provoke them. Once this news gets out, we'll all be dismissed."
"Yes, yes, let's act like we know nothing."
A group of nurses whispered among themselves, none of them noticing Sylvan Cheney.
Sylvan pretended not to hear, let out a cold laugh, and walked towards the nursery.
"Wah, wah..." As he approached, he heard the loud cries of a baby.
He pushed open the door, where a female doctor and a maternity nurse were trying to soothe the child, while the little girl in the swaddle was crying so hard her face was bright red.
Sylvan's gaze fell on the little girl's face. She looked quite like Erin Janus—a heart-shaped face, a high nose, and thin lips—except her blonde hair was particularly striking.
The doctor, seeing Sylvan, quickly said, "Mr. Evan, you... are here."
