Scheming Against Michael, Kingsley's Cruelty

At night, after taking a shower, Jeanne put on a bathrobe and sat in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling window, smoking.

In the presidential suite of the five-star hotel, the scenery in front of him was as beautiful as a dream.

She put out the cigarette in her hand. Then, her slender fingers picked up the phone beside her and dialed a number

The call went through quickly. "Mom?"

"George." Jeanne's lips curled into a smile, and her voice was gentle.

"Did you miss me?" George asked her in his childlike voice.

He did not blame her for leaving without saying goodbye. However, his face was filled with anticipation. 

Jeanne felt a lump in her throat.

She said, "I miss you."

"I miss you too." George asked, "When are you bringing me back?"

"It's safer for you to follow Edward for now." Jeanne rejected him flatly. 

George was very disappointed, and it showed on his little face, even if Jeanne could not see it.