Mr. Bradley and Mrs. Bradley’s visit was short. Thea went to the sink to clean the dishes, and she had already heard the sound of their cars departing.

Zoey suddenly poked her head into the kitchen, “Thea? Alfred wants to see you.”

“Alfred?” Thea pulled her hands out of the bubbled water and wiped them on a rag, “Who’s Alfred?”

“He’s Mr. Bradley’s assistant,” Zoey explained.

Thea frowned, “Why does he want to see me?”

“I don’t know,” Zoey shrugged, “Why don’t you go check out yourself?”

Thea was confused, but she still followed Zoey to the parlor immediately.

When she got to the parlor, she saw a middle-aged man...