Timothy's eyes narrowed suddenly, sharp with suspicion.

If it were Mabel, she wouldn't have stayed silent on the line.

Could it be Jessica?

Sheila caught the change in Timothy's expression. Truth be told, she'd already guessed it was Jessica.

But Timothy's gaze soon returned to normal. His voice was calm and measured. "There's a restaurant on the third floor. Go ahead and order something-I need to return a call and I'll join you soon."

"Alright."

The moment Sheila stepped out, Timothy pulled out his phone and dialed Jessica.

The call was instantly disconnected.

She still had him blocked.

Timothy wasted no time and called Mabel instead.

She answered right away.

"Is my wife home?"

days had been packed with chores. She'd been

sir. I'll go

been up all night looking after the young master. Maybe she'd come home after breakfast to catch up on sleep. That's why

the bedroom door.

it open. The room was empty, the bed neatly made-not a trace that anyone had

she's not here. She came home from the hospital this morning, borrowed my phone to call you, then said she was craving those crystal dumplings

really was

your phone? Didn't you tell her to take me off

she wanted to use that ring that lets her

used her

her, and if she comes back, let me know right

Timothy

to say. Normally,

so maybe she just wanted

much easier if she just got herself a new phone instead of

thought, Timothy

pick up the latest foldable smartphone. Have

"For Mrs. Bennett?"

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