She usually watered the flowers without bending down, so she didn’t notice the ants in the flower pots. After tending to the plants, she grabbed her purse and headed to the market to buy groceries for a home-cooked lunch. While there, she also picked up a few packs of ant repellent and sprinkled them in the flower pots.
From that point on, Sue knew she had to diligently eliminate insects and ants to protect her flowers, lest the pests spiral out of control. Serenity spent half an hour at the market and returned with several bags of groceries.
Upon arriving upstairs, she spotted a middle-aged woman standing in front of her house, pulling out her cell phone as if to make a call. “Madam,” Serenity called out.
The woman was startled by the greeting but smiled in response. Serenity continued, “Excuse me, may I ask who you’re looking for?” Mrs. Lane blinked, taken aback. “Is this the missus?”
“I was just about to call Mr. Zachary, and our conversation might reveal his identity. Luckily, you interrupted me,” she thought. “Otherwise, if he had answered and I addressed him as Mr. Zachary out of habit, it could raise suspicion about the ordinary persona he has carefully crafted, or I might have inadvertently exposed him.”
“Hello,” Mrs. Lane replied with a smile. “I’m Mrs. Lane, the nanny Mr. York hired. I’m here to start work today as planned. I came according to the address Mr. York provided. Are you Mrs. York?”
So it was Mrs. Lane, after all. Serenity took out her keys and opened the door, saying, “Mr. York mentioned you. You can just call me Serenity, Mrs. Lane. I’m not used to being called Mrs. York.” In truth, she still felt like the same free and unfettered Serenity Hunt, only remembering her marriage when she saw Zachary. “That’s… not…”
“Really…” Mrs. Lane hesitated to address the woman by her name. As they spoke, she had already assessed Serenity. Noticing that Serenity was carrying several bags of freshly purchased groceries, Mrs. Lane perceived her as down-to-earth, much like Old Mrs. York.
Unlike other wealthy women, Serenity did not come across as arrogant or haughty. She welcomed Mrs. Lane into her home with a smile, saying, “Since you’re joining us for work, we have a professional relationship. You can just call me by my name; there’s no need to call me ‘Missus.’”
After hearing the exchange between Serenity and Mrs. Lane, Zachary quickly got dressed and emerged from his room. “Mr. York.”
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