As soon as Dawson entered the house, he heard Jane say this.
Dinner was much quieter tonight—Aunt Helena's family and Uncle Baron's family weren't present, not even Lady Lidya Mercer.
Only Dawson's father was with Agnes, sitting in the main seat, waiting for dinner to start.
"Leave it for now, let it cool," Lorraine said.
"Yes, it's supposed to be taken after the meal, right? I'll serve it now." Jane turned around and went back into the kitchen.
"Where's my mother?"
Dawson didn't see his mother, so he casually asked.
"She went to play cards with her friends."
"She's been playing with the same group for decades. Doesn't she ever get tired of it?" Dawson asked with a smile as he sat down next to Lorraine.
The moment he sat down, he faintly caught a whiff of herbal fragrance.
"Did y
