Chapter 709

"Miss Rita Frost?" Lydia asked the question before she could stop herself.

The maid nodded, and Lydia's brow furrowed. "Tell her I'm busy."

Cleaning up Desmond's mess, or the Reed family's, was not her responsibility. Finishing dinner in peace mattered far more.

Marianne studied her reaction. Once the maid had stepped out of earshot, she spoke. "Desmond's secretary?"

"Yes." Lydia didn't hide anyth