I ignored her theatrics and turned on Jasper. I stepped into his personal space, my finger jabbing hard into his chest.
"I don't care about the nanny," I hissed, my anger boiling over. "*You* are the parent on duty. She is on *your* watch. How do you manage to run a multi-million dollar company but can't keep one child alive for a weekend?"
The door opened behind me. A doctor walked in, checking a clipboard.
I spun around, blocking his path. "Doctor, I need the specific cause of the infection. Now."
The doctor looked from me to the sobbing child and the two uncomfortable adults in the corner. He seemed to understand the dynamic instantly. His lip curled slightly as he glanced at Jasper and Sienna.
"Hypothermia induced by prolonged exposure," the doctor stated bluntly. "Someone let the
