Shirley lifted her gaze toward Ada. "Carter would share his matters with you?"

Ada chuckled. "Wouldn't I be able to find out even if he didn't want me to know? Well, if you don’t believe me, don't follow me."

After she had spoken, Ada turned and walked the garden. Glancing behind, she saw Shirley catching up with her. Ada smiled to herself, satisfied that her tactical retreat had worked.

Ada's smirk was not lost on Shirley, but Shirley chose not to be bothered by it.

This was the Gray Villa