#Chapter 231 Love in the Tub

“I’ll tell you what happened,” Mr. Gray said. “But you mustn’t say anything to Amy yet.”

“I won’t,” I promised.

I heard Mr. Gray groan. I could tell his memories were painful. But he began telling his story.

“During the first years of our marriage, my wife worked for a family of wealthy Alphas. There was a widowed Luna, her son and daughter-in-law, a grandson, and two granddaughters who lived in the family’s ancestral mansion.”

“Who were they?” I asked.

“The Archers,” he replied.

“I wonder if I’ve met them,” I said.

“Probably, all you Alphas seem to know each other,” he replied.

“Anyhow,” he continued. “My Brenna was a maid there for over three years when she went to work early one morning and found a newborn baby girl in a canvas tote bag on the backdoor stoop.”

“Somebody left a baby in a tote bag?” I repeated. “How could someone do that?”

“There was a note addressed to the grandson, Andrew Archer III, pinned to the baby’s blanket,” Mr. Gray said. “Young Andrew, or Andy, had a reputa