Chapter 24

Ever since Albert found out that Adonis hadn't run away from home but had moved abroad permanently, he wore a constant frown on his face. When Adonis was still around, he would always help smooth things over when the house help made mistakes. As soon as he stepped in, Meredith would let things slide no matter how severe the blunder was. But now that he was gone, the staff was left to bear the brunt of Meredith's wrath. For reasons no one could understand, Meredith hadn't just been in a gloomy mood these past few days—she'd been nitpicking over the most minor things. She would throw a fit if the cook didn't make oatmeal porridge in the morning. As the cook worked frantically to rectify this, he muttered, "Mr. Solheim isn't here, and you're not fond of oatmeal porridge. What's the point of me making it?" After the gardener trimmed two trees in the yard, Meredith docked two months of his pay. The poor man racked his brain but couldn't figure out what he'd done wrong. He wondered, "Mr