Nolan scoffed. "Henry just needed someone to marry so he can keep this house and his money. I brought her here. He's just trying to save face. The wedding took place about a week ago. He doesn't know her. I doubt if Michael is as excellent of a matchmaker as he is a butler, he knows that you are here. And he won't know . . . right Michael."
Michael shrugged. "Back when this house was owned by the sir and the madam I would let them know this by asking one another. I don't work for the Chens I'm afraid so I can't say whether or not I will do so as you say. But in terms of protocol, it's a wife to tell her husband these things. It's also not my place to interfere, Mr. Chen."
