Bet

Myra was surprised when she saw Abram ringing the bell instead of using the keys to open it. A moment later, a woman in her forties opened the door and greeted them.

“Did Ronan give you the details?” he asked but failed to notice Myra still at the threshold. 

“Yes, Sir,” came her curt reply.

“This is my wife whom you would be taking ca—” he abruptly stopped when he followed the woman’s gaze and found Myra still standing outside.

“Myra,” he said, walking towards her and added, “this is Ann, your caretaker.”

“I don’t need anyone since I won’t—”

Abram interrupted her and faced A