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In that at least her wretched son had been right

She could have insisted, but when the university bigwigs, who had tagged along with David for the official opening ceremony of the crèche, had overruled her, what had she done? She’d meekly rolled over

As far as the powers that be were concerned they weren’t going to risk upsetting the woenerous donation had been responsible for the refurbishment and extension of the crèche facilities, not toAnd Natalia O’Hagan had ed to make it quite clear despite her weak condition, that she did not want a doctor

That was fine and their call to make, but where were they now, those men and women in suits who knew better? Their absence from the vicinity was pretty conspicuous

Scarlet had only been half joking when she’d called herself a scapegoat If anything rong it wasn’t difficult to figure out ould be left to carry the can, especially if Ro to do with it She couldn’t see theup to take responsibility

‘Won’t you let et soan, only to be cut off by an ihtly imperious nod of the smooth dark head

‘You sound just like my sons’

Scarlet had no control over the expression of horror that spread across her face ‘Me?’

‘You know, I consider myself a lucky woman,’ Natalia revealed ‘Two sons who I love dearly, and they are so good to me But,’ she explained with a shake of her head, ‘they are both ridiculously overprotective Roman is possibly the worst

‘He has a terrible habit of thinking he knohat is best,’ Natalia continued ruefully ‘If I’d let him he’d run my life, I swear he would’

‘You have to stand up to him!’

Natalia’s delicate brow lifted at the heat of Scarlet’s stern declaration

Scarlet coloured self-consciously and forced her expression to relax ‘I suppose it’s a son’s job to be protective of his htly

‘You have a son?’ Liquid dark eyes scanned Scarlet’s sliarb, jeans and one of the bright child-friendly tee shirts all the helpers in the crèche wore It had been suggested that, as theeer, had stuck to her guns and her tee shirt