Marisol had just left.

About five minutes later, Noah came home.

He had just entered the living room when Gladys tiptoed over to him and whispered, “Ms. Marisol was here a while ago. That lady must’ve said something that struck a nerve with Ms. Gwynn because she’s upset right now!”

Frowning, he nodded in understanding.

Later, he found Gwynn at the guest room.

The pot of tea had already gone cold.

She was lying on the brocade couch and staring off into space. Marisol’s visit must’ve ups