"Ma'am, Mr. Finch is home." Kelly poked her head out from the kitchen with a smile.
Celeste was taken aback.
Just yesterday at City Hall, Dorian had stated he would be staying elsewhere for a month. What could his sudden return mean?
Just then, Dorian emerged from the study and called down to her from the ornately railed second floor.
"Celeste, come up here. I need to talk to you."
Snapping out of her daze, Celeste slipped on her shoes and headed for the staircase.
Dorian waited on the sofa, though he wasn't wearing the same outfit this morning.
As a man of refined tastes, his shirts, suits, and undergarments were either custom-tailored or from prestigious international brands.
That outfit clearly didn't meet his standards.
As Celeste took a seat before him, her tone was cool. "Wh
