Archer walked up the stairs to the second floor, alone. That surprised Iris and made her wonder.
What was he doing here? Did he like visiting nightclubs? Or maybe he had work to do?
“Don't you want to follow him?” asked Georgina.
Iris stared intently at Archer's back as he disappeared up the stairs. She snorted coldly. “It's none of my business,” she replied.
Georgina smiled. “What if he's meeting another woman? Aren't you worried?”
“Auntie, you don't need to provoke me,” said Iris, who then sipped her cocktail casually.
“He may have other women behind my back, but the fact is that I was introduced to his grandfather as his wife. If he has a mistress, that woman is destined to be a shadow,” she added without looking worried.
“Absolutely.” Georgina nodded in agreement. “But there's s
