Yale slowly became serious. "What do you mean?"

Olivia's gaze swept across the surrounding maids. "Mr. Yale, can I have a moment with you?"

"Come with me."

Molly wanted to tag along, but he told her to rest downstairs. He wasn't sure if Olivia was going to coerce him into something or not.

Olivia followed him to the study. He locked the door.

Now that they were alone, he showed his true colors. "Ms. Fordham, what are you up to? Why did you go through so much trouble to approach my sister?