I was stunned. 'Anabella lives here? How is that possible?'
Bowden was wealthy by Newford standards. He lived in an affluent part of Long Island surrounded by similar villas, but I had never seen anyone own a private estate of this magnitude. It looked like something straight out of a movie.
"Is that a castle?" Dexter stared, oblivious to the cream smeared on his face. "Is Elinor living in there? I'm going in! When we get back to Newford, I'm telling everyone I stayed in a castle!"
Caught up in the excitement, Dexter unbuckled his seatbelt. After being humiliated at the art center, he was desperate for a win.
'She must be a servant here. A housekeeper, at best,' I surmised.
'That has to be it. What else could a woman who's only good for popping out kids do besides manual labor? Maybe
