Looking at the reflection of herself in the mirror, showing a hint of proficiency, Amelia Clarke suddenly thought of Chief Secretary Mitchell from Bowe's secretarial department. That kind of positive, confident, and independent woman is what would suit Owen Moreland as an ideal wife.
Before she left the house, Mason Carter noticed his sister was about to leave and clung to her like a puppy, "Where are you going, sister? Mason wants to go too."
Amelia touched his head and coaxed, "Mason, be good. Sister has to go out for something and can't take Mason with her. Can you stay at home with Dorothy Brown and be good?"
Mason Carter clutched at her clothes, "No."
Amelia put on a stern face, "Didn't Mason agree to listen to his sister? Did you forget so quickly? A child should keep his word. Be good, and let Dorothy Brown make you a fruit salad."
Nathan Hoey had already received Owen Moreland's instructions to wait with the car at the villa's gate.
