Three Years Too Late
Just then, Caden appeared out of nowhere and pointed a toy gun at her.
"Bad guy alert!" he yelled. "I'm going to shoot you for breaking into my house!"
"Caden, stop that nonsense," Tiana chided, putting on a stern front. "She's Stella, your cousin."
"The test results aren't out yet. Who knows if that little brat even belongs to our family?" Dorothy chimed in. "Even if she does, she's just a worthless girl—no match for my precious grandson."
Caden darted toward Andrew and wailed, "Uncle Andy, now that Stella's here, does that mean you're abandoning me?"