Upon a closer inspection of Austin's room, when compared to the villa's black and white theme, Vicki found this room was well-decorated. Both the wall paintings and furniture placed in the room were quite fitting for a little boy. It was clear Jarrod deeply cared for this child.

A twinge of unease began to grow inside Vicki. She turned to the quiet boy and asked, “What's your name?"

“Austin.” Austin had calmed down significantly from earlier. To him, Vicki was just another unfamiliar face, and he was naturally cautious around people he didn't know. Just like Jarrod, he always kept his distance from strangers.

Vicki was inwardly seething with frustration, though she managed to keep a neutral face. When she saw Austin's red face, she got an idea.

She walked over and opened the window, letting the cold breeze in.

Just as Vicki had expected, Austin sneezed.

“Austin, you seem cold. Maybe you should rest a bit," Vicki suggested soothingly.

"I'm not cold." Austin shook his head, determined. "I need to wait for her to come back."

Vicki lowered her gaze and asked, “Austin, would you like to see your mom?"

Austin's eyes widened. "Can I?" The nanny had told him he couldn't see his mom or Roscoe just yet, explaining that his parents were sorting out some problems and he needed to be patient.

Vicki knew that children his age were capable of remembering things.

The idea of making him forget Nicole was futile, so why should she bother caring for another woman's child? Raising someone else's child?

That was out of the question.

"Of course you can," Vicki promised. "If you listen to me, I'll let you see your mom.

“Really?” Austin was still naive, and her promise immediately caught his interest.

“Of course it's true. I even have pictures of your mom on my phone. Do you want to see?" Vicki offered.

Austin nodded eagerly, and Vicki showed him the photos she had snapped by chance of Nicole outside the courthouse. Fortunately, she hadn't deleted them as they were perfect for this little deception.

"Isn't this your mom?" Vicki asked.

Austin watched a video of his mother, vibrant and animated, and tears quickly filled his eyes. "Mommy... It's Mommy..."

Austin turned eagerly to Vicki and asked with sincerity, "Vicki, when can I see my mommy?"