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In order to save time and not let Carlotta Sterling pester her with boring questions, Janelle Mills flashed a playful smile and changed the subject, "Anyway, you know now, I wish you guys a speedy remarriage. Bye-bye!"

With that, she walked straight out, and Carlotta Sterling did not try to stop her.

"Trevor, let’s go!"

Seeing her in a good mood and not looking like she was called in for a scolding, Trevor finally felt relieved. He got up from the sofa, peeked inside, and followed her out.

"Aren’t you going to say goodbye to your mom?"

"No need, I already mentioned it to her. Let’s go."

Carlotta Sterling saw them through the floor-to-ceiling window as they were already getting into the car.

Watching the car drive out of the yard.

She couldn’t help but feel emotional; Janelle had finally grown up.

In the departing car, Janelle Mills sat in the passenger seat, frequently glancing at Trevor, wanting to speak but hesitating.

As for Trevor, he drove in silence, maintaining a gentle demeanor.

Janelle cared about him a lot, so she started to ponder his thoughts; being pulled in by her mother for a private talk usually meant speaking ill of him.

Yet, the topic was indeed hard to breach, and if she didn’t report it to him, she worried he might overthink.

Oh dear, it was driving her crazy! She didn’t know how to start the conversation.

Even though Trevor hadn’t asked anything, Janelle Mills was still a bit anxious because she always felt that honesty was crucial between two people.

"What are you thinking about?" Trevor seemed to have sensed her thoughts and turned to ask her.

"Nothing much, Sister Sterling was just asking me about Old Mills." Janelle grinned at him, "I reckon, those two might really make it!"

"Wouldn’t that be great?"

"Indeed, the biggest joy of the New Year." Suddenly reminded of something, Janelle told him, "Oh, by the way, my mom’s feeling a bit dizzy, I’m planning to arrange a check-up for her."

"When did this happen? She seemed fine just now."

"I’ve bumped into it twice now, but she never takes it seriously, always saying there’s no need to go to the hospital, just a bit of rest will do. But I always feel that one’s health should be prioritized, and not taken lightly just because one is young."

"Alright, I’ll book an appointment for her; see what time is best?"

"This matter must be discussed with my dad first because I want him to take her."

"Sure, that’s even better, it’ll help strengthen their relationship."

In the morning, at Emerald Cove, in the spacious and bright living room.

Aunt Zhou carefully cradled the swaddled baby, sometimes sitting on the sofa, sometimes standing up, gently patting the small blanket with her fingers.

Her eyes lingered on the baby’s sleeping face, never leaving for even a moment, loving the child more and more, unable to suppress the smile on her face.

"Quite the little angel." Aunt Zhou couldn’t help but marvel, thinking how her arrival could save a fragmented family, her heart filled with eagerness and gratitude.

Gigi and Dolly also adored the baby, always gathering around Aunt Zhou, joyfully accompanying the child even though the little one was asleep.

Suddenly, sharp-eyed Gigi noticed a small note tucked under the baby’s bib, "Hey, Aunt Zhou, what’s this?" He reached out his small hand to grab the note.

Mia Lane hurried over, "Quick, let me see it."

Aunt Zhou was also eager, her gaze fixed on the note.

Cradling the baby, Aunt Zhou couldn’t free her hands, so Mia Lane took the note and opened it. It listed the child’s birth date and month, as well as a pre-chosen name—Zoe Usher.