Shirley, impressed by Ada’s acting skills, smiled. “The credit for this belongs to you, Viscountess.”

“…” Ada’s expression froze, but she hurriedly changed into a look of innocence. “I don’t understand what you’re saying, Miss Brown. It’s chilly outside, You should come in and talk.”

“Thank you, then, Viscountess.” Shirley rolled her eyes at Ada and looked up at Cathy. “Let’s go, Cathy.”

It was the first time Shirley addressed Cathy by name.

Cathy, still surprised, pushed Cathy into the manor.

Ada had only invited Shirley into the house because she knew that Carter and Camille were not home at this moment.

Otherwise, she would not have allowed this “dangerous” person to enter.

With an air of authority as the hostess of the manor, Ada instructed the servants to serve tea and desserts to Cathy and Shirley.

“Please enjoy. The desserts were crafted by our pastry chef. They’re comparable to those from hotels with five and six stars.”

Ada invited them with a smile, appearing dign