"Ethan's been out and about lately, leaving that VIP hospital room empty," Scarlett said, leaning back on the sofa and putting down her phone. She turned to Blair beside her. "When I called him, I could hear a woman's voice. Do you know what he's up to?"
"Not really, he's been all mysterious these days," Blair replied, legs crossed, tapping on her phone.
Scarlett gave Blair a skeptical look.
Noticing her mother's peculiar gaze, Blair set down her phone and frowned slightly. "Mom, is something wrong?"
Scarlett shifted closer on the sofa, her voice soft. "Is there something bothering you?"
"No."
Scarlett smiled, reached out, and gently pulled Blair to lie down with her head on her lap.
After a brief struggle, Blair rested her face against her mother's leg, clad in black stockings.
"You've always worn your heart on your sleeve," Scarlett said, her hand resting on Blair's shoulder as she looked down with a tender gaze.