Looking at her attire, she did not seem like a servant of the Montgomeries, and neither did she look like a guest, so who was she?

Madeline did not have the chance to think about it. She hurried upstairs when she saw that the woman was wiping away her tears and preparing to leave.

Before she could clear the mystery in her head, Madeline heard Meredith’s voice coming from inside one of the rooms.

She walked toward the room and stood outside. She did not know how Meredith did it, but she heard