The sky was darkening. Luca looked at the time and saw that it was half-past six.

She could smell the fragrance of the food wafting out of the kitchen. The maid was almost done cooking dinner.

However, the sky…

Tommy noticed that Luca was looking out of the window. He leaned over and asked curiously, “What are you looking at, Ms. Luca?”

“It looks like it’s going to rain.” The sky was much darker than it should be at that hour. A storm should be coming.

“Oh, it really does look like it’s going to rain. I’ll go and take the laundry in.” Queenie glanced out of the window and immediately stood up.

“Let me help you, Mrs. Norman.” Luca also wanted to go upstairs.

On the second floor, Luca glanced at the room to their left. That was Jack’s study.

The door was ajar. Luke and Jack were inside talking about something.

Luca tried to tune in to the conversation. The two men were talking about antiques. After that, she went to the balcony to help Queenie take the laundry in.

The clothes on the balcony belonged to Jack, Queenie, and Leia. Luca reminded Queenie, “Mrs. Norman, those clothes…”

Queenie immediately understood. She turned around warily to see if Luke was watching her. Then, she put Leia’s clothes at the bottom of the laundry basket, then covered them with her clothes and Jack’s

clothes.

The wind was becoming stronger, and it scattered Queenie’s hair. She looked at Luca and said, “Let’s go in, Luca. It looks like there’ll be a storm tonight.”

Luca looked at the sky. The clouds were low. If it started raining, no one knew when it would stop.

After they went inside, Luke and Jack happened to step out of the study.

“What happened to your hair?” Jack asked when he saw that the two women’s hair was scattered.

“There’s a gale on the balcony. It’s going to rain soon,” Queenie explained as she shut the door to the balcony. When she looked at the two men, she became nervous again and clutched the clothes basket tightly. “I was taking the laundry in earlier. I’ll go and put it in the room. You should go downstairs. Dinner will be ready soon.”

She spoke slightly louder so that Leia could hear her.

Jack nodded and said to Luke, “Let’s go downstairs, Luke.”

“Mm,” Luke replied and nodded. He looked at Luca and noticed that her hair was messy too. “Let’s go downstairs together.”

“Alright.” Luca nodded and went downstairs with the two men.

Queenie stood at the top of the staircase. After the other three people went downstairs, she quickly went into her bedroom, took out her phone, and sent another message to Leia, telling her not to make a sound.

Leia was lying on her bed. After she read the message, she rolled her eyes.

‘I’ve been doing nothing except for lying on the bed since earlier. Why is Mom so long-winded? Is she afraid that Luke might discover me, or is she worried that Luke will blame her?’

The caretaker served dinner and summoned everyone to the dining table.

The long table was crowded, and the atmosphere was jovial.

To commemorate the occasion, Jack opened a bottle of red wine. He poured the wine into a glass while asking, “Luke, are you planning a grand celebration for Old Master Crawford’s birthday?”

“Yes, it will be grand. We’ve already booked a ballroom at the hotel,” Luke said. The people in the Crawford family placed a lot of importance on Old Master Crawford’s birthday.

Luke and Louis had insisted on holding a grand celebration for their grandfather despite Old Master Crawford telling them not to. After all, it concerned the image of the Crawford family.

“I see. That should be the case. Right, will Bea be attending?” Jack asked. Compared to Leia, he favored Bianca more.

Luca’s hand froze for a split second when she heard that question, but she soon regained her composure.

Bianca was definitely not coming back. However, it would be very strange if she did not attend her grandfather-in-law’s birthday celebration.

How was Luke going to explain it?

“Bea is busy attending college overseas. She might not be able to come back,” Luke said.

“That’s too bad. I was hoping to meet her on that day. Why did she enroll in a college all of a sudden? She abandoned her husband and children at home just like that. I wonder if she’s okay by herself,”

Queenie said wistfully.

She had not talked to Bianca for a long time. Even though Bianca had always replied to her messages, she would not do so on time, as though she were very busy with something else.

“Bea is achieving her dreams, and I support her,” Luke said calmly.

“That’s right, Grandma. It’s a good thing that Mommy is studying what she wants. My teacher said that it’s good to pursue one’s pash… fashion?” Tommy interjected, but he forgot what his teacher said.

“You mean, ‘passion’,” Lanie corrected him.

“Lanie is right. I think Mommy is a good role model to us,” Tommy nodded and said before stuffing his mouth with mashed potatoes.

Queenie smiled gently. “That’s right, but she shouldn’t forget about her family. I wish I could’ve educated her better, Luke.”

“Don’t mention it. As long as Bea is with me, I’ll let her do whatever she wants,” Luke said and took a sip of warm water. He did not drink alcohol because he was going to drive home later.

Luca’s hand shuddered. Luke had told her the same thing before, but there was a caveat to it.

Luke would allow Bianca to do whatever she wanted, as long as she did not leave him.

She could not help but feel emotional when she thought of that. She tried to compose herself while she ate.

“Ms. Luca, can you pick a pork chop for me?” Tommy tugged her sleeve. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Luca came to her senses and filled Tommy’s plate with a pork chop.

Luke glanced briefly at her, then looked away.

“Bea is so lucky to have you as her husband.” Queenie thought that something was amiss, but she could not explain what it was.

Bianca should not have neglected her family and children to study overseas. However, she had lost her memories, and perhaps that was why she was not too close to the children.

It was not too surprising for her to do so.

Queenie continued asking, “Right, will she be coming home for Thanksgiving?”

“No,” Luke answered.

“Oh…” Queenie seemed dejected. After all, Bianca was her daughter. It did not matter to Queenie if Bianca had lost her memories.

Luca noticed the change in Queenie’s expression and silently mouthed a word of apology.

Queenie’s daughter was right in front of them, but she could not expose her identity for many reasons. She could only say that she was Luca Craw.

The storm had been brewing outside, and it finally rained when they were about to finish dinner.

The maid brought them a fruit plate. “Sir, Madam, I read from the weather forecast that the rain will last through the night. Can I stay in the mansion tonight?”

Ever since Queenie recovered, the full-time maid usually went home after work.