William frowned.
"Why?"
Oscar answered in a low voice, "Because every morning, Mrs. Judson used to mix a restorative herbal tonic into your breakfast. Apple and pear soup, cinnamon oatmeal, chicken salad sandwiches... She never once left your breakfast to the maids. She got up at four every morning to make it herself. And just to keep coming up with new dishes you liked, she even signed up for classes."
At that point, Oscar suddenly remembered something from before.
That day, he had been giving Mrs. Judson a ride to class when he could not help asking, "Mrs. Judson, you've already married into a wealthy family. There are so many things you could leave to the servants. Why do you still work so hard?"
In the rearview mirror, Freya had seemed to think of someone, and the smile on her fac
