It was no mystery why people like Philip treated Gerald like their master.

“Not at the moment. I’ll contact you if I need anything,” replied Gerald.

“Very well, young master!”

“Actually, there is one thing you could help me out with. I need you to get me a new car.”

It was at that moment when Gerald remembered that Catherine only drove a Passat. Bea herself seemed to know how to drive, yet she had earlier ridden on her scooter when she headed out to get ingredients.

Since he was alread