Madeline went back to Carter’s manor, and the moment she stepped foot inside, she saw Carter sitting on the European-styled sofa in the living room. He was flipping a book elegantly.

“Are you going to be the Whitmans’ maid?” Carter asked unhurriedly.

Madeline stopped in her tracks and turned back to look at the man who had a nonchalant expression on his face. She smiled superficially and said, “I didn’t think Mr. Carter would be so interested in what I’m doing. I’m glad. That’s right, I’m goin