The housekeeper fell silent for a moment, waiting for a response from the other end.
But as the seconds ticked by and Andrew Lane’s voice never came, a wave of anxiety washed over her. Her heart thudded with unease, and she wondered if she’d made a mistake by saying anything at all.
She pressed her lips together, but in the end, decided to speak up: “Ms. Blair doesn’t seem to trust you much. No matter how I try to persuade her, she refuses to reach out… I think maybe there’s a misunderstanding between you and Ms. Blair. Shouldn’t you try to clear things up? After all, you haven’t come to visit her or even called, so she has no idea you care. It’s not surprising she’s upset with you.”
She rattled off everything in one breath, then quickly clamped her mouth shut, anxiously waiting to hear what Andrew Lane would say.
There was another pause on his end, and her heart started racing.
Would he be angry at what she’d just told him?
Her palms grew damp with nervous sweat before Andrew Lane finally answered.
“I understand.”
The housekeeper felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She exhaled in relief, replying quickly, “Then, Mr. Lane, that’s all I wanted to say.”
Andrew Lane ended the call almost immediately.
She held the phone for a moment, letting out a long sigh.
Whenever she had to deal with Andrew Lane, she was always taken aback by the commanding presence and skill of this man who wasn’t even thirty. Even though she was three decades his senior, she could never quite hold her head up high or meet his gaze without feeling intimidated.

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