"What is that room?" Charlotte asked as Penelope helped her dress.
"The one next to Chase's room?"
That is his study, ma'am. It's very private. He lets no one in, not even the maids. He cleans it himself, Penelope replied.
"Hmm, how come I have never noticed it?" Charlotte muttered.
"I'm really sorry, ma'am," Penelope said, her tone suddenly more serious.
"For what?" Charlotte asked, confused by the change.
Well... we are all aware of the boss's condition. I can't imagine how you must feel, Penelope said sympathetically.
You don't have to be sorry, Penelope. He will remember me eventually. I'll just have to give him time, Charlotte said, forcing a smile. Inside, the fact that Chase didn't remember her hurt deeply. I'll eat in the dining room today. Please have brea
