Chapter 118: Setting a Stumbling Block for Zachary

“Lord Reginald, are you alright?” Miranda couldn’t help but ask.

Reginald shook his head, turned toward the side room, then suddenly stopped as if remembering something. He turned back to stare at Miranda, speaking gravely, “What we saw tonight, and what you overheard earlier—don’t mention it to anyone. Not a single soul, understand?”

Miranda nodded. “I understand.”

When she returned upstairs, Molly and the others were still waiting for her. Seeing her return safely, looking no different than before, they finally relaxed. As the night deepened, Molly fetched a cloak, draped it over Miranda’s shoulders, tied the ribbon, and said, “Miss, it’s late. You should retire and rest early.”

Miranda nodded.

Back in her room, Miranda lay on the bed, replaying the evening’s events in her mind, her thoughts filled with questions. If Lady Liudmila had come to pray for Reginald, his expression shouldn’t have been like that. It seemed likely that there was another person involved. When Reginald spoke