As soon as I arrived at the Mitchell Family estate with Oliver, my mother immediately ushered him to the kitchen to enjoy the pastries she had made. Although he was an unexpected grandson, my mother adored him to no end.

What I didn’t expect was to run into Keith here. His eyes were slightly bruised, suggesting he had been burning the midnight oil. When he saw me, he stood up with excitement, rubbing his hands together.

“Lesley, let’s have a talk.”

I wrinkled my nose in disgust as my mother took Oliver to the kitchen. In the living room, it was just Keith and me.

“What do you want to...