By the time Chloe Bishop returned to the Grayson Estate, the lunch hour had long since passed. The vast, marble-floored halls felt colder than usual, echoing with the silence of a house that held too many secrets.
Vince, the ever-reliable head butler, had already instructed the kitchen to prepare a light, nutritious meal for her. Perhaps it was the lingering relief of having her fever break, but Chloe found her appetite much stronger than usual. She ate in the quiet dining room, the silver clinking softly against fine china, as she tried to process the whirlwind of the last twenty-four hours.
"Where is Liam Jr.?" Chloe asked, wiping her mouth with a silk napkin.
Vince bowed respectfully. "The young master is taking his afternoon nap, Madam. He was quite unsettled this morning while you
