Emily looked at Robert with concern. "It's okay, I still have the servants with me, but you… if this gets out, it really won't be good for your reputation!"
Robert's heart swelled with joy. Emily was always so considerate, never pressuring him. He suddenly felt that this woman was an angel, completely outshining the tiger at home.
"Baby, I'm so glad you understand me!"
At that moment, Robert's phone vibrated. Seeing it was an unknown number, he answered it.
"Hello, this is Robert."
"Mr. Davis… I finally found you. Do you remember the maid, Mrs. Jones, who went missing from your house fifteen years ago?" A somewhat familiar voice came through the line.
Robert was shocked. Fifteen years ago, a maid did indeed disappear, and despite filing a report, there had been no news.
So the maid's name was Mrs. Jones, no wonder it sounded familiar.
"I remember. Are you Mrs. Jones?"
