Secret Part 3, Chapter 16
At AJ Hotel—AJ was working when Elizabeth entered with her sons and mother. "Good morning, Elizabeth." "AJ, it's good to see you. I want you to meet my mother, Carolyn. This is AJ Quartermaine; he owns this hotel." "It's really lovely." "Thanks. I hope you enjoy your breakfast. I heard about the clinic. I think it's a wonderful idea." "Me too," Elizabeth said as they headed to a table and sat down. "What kind of clinic?" Carolyn asked. "One of the town nurses died, and her son is opening a clinic in her honor and his ex-husband's. He was a great doctor too." "So you're going to work in it?" Carolyn asked. "Yes." "I think that's a lovely idea." "Thanks." "I'm glad you found your passion for nursing," Carolyn said. "Thanks to this woman, Bobbie and Granny," Elizabeth added. "Nana, are you a doctor?" Jake asked. "Yes, I was," Carolyn replied.
At Carly/Jax—Carly, Jax, and Donna were having breakfast together. "I'm glad you moved in here." "Me too, I do believe this is the right choice." "Me too," Carly said, sharing a kiss. "So, what do you need to do today?" "I need to work at Bobbie's. I just hired a new staff member who's going to be a lot of work." "Who?" "Gabriella Alcazar. I guess she went over her credit card limit in Paris, and Lorenzo's upset, making her work for it." "I disagree with him on many things, but I understand that." "I think she's a little spoiled." "Yes, she is," Jax said as Josslyn came into the room. "Mom, Dad, what's going on? I moved in! We're getting a second chance." "That's good." "Yes, it is."
Anna-Anna was at home when there was a knock on the door. It was Alexis. "Alexis, why are you here?" "I was hoping you would help me bring Lorenzo down." "I'm working with the agency on it." "Thanks. If you need anything—" "Just your cover." "Yes, I will. I want him taken down." "Have you heard from Julian? He's been missing." "No, I haven't. I could see Lorenzo killing him to be the only boss here." "Yes, Selina is missing too." "Mission Mobster! Who's next?" Alexis asked.
