Rosalie merely smiled in response. She looked up at Andrius, who was standing opposite her, and smiled. “I’ve also come to ask Young Master Quirke a favor.”

Andrius was quick to agree. “Go ahead, Dr. Jacobs.”

Rosalie was about to reply when Old Master Quirke waved. “Let’s not talk here. Lunch is almost ready. Stay for lunch, Dr. Jacobs. The two of you can talk while you eat.”

A tinge of turmoil flashed through Rosalie’s eyes.

The purpose of her visit was leaning more toward confronting Andri