"Honey, you must be joking. It's surely your old ailment acting up after the drinks last night. I'll get you a medicinal this afternoon."
"Thank you. Let's go."
After Draven finished speaking, he leaned on his cane and headed toward the main hall. The morning wind was chilly, and he coughed every few steps.
"My Quinton Quinton Archer is shrewd, so just show him proper respect. My second brother Carson Archer doesn't care about household matters. He seems aloof but is easy to get along with. As for my third brother Freddy Archer, he's used to spouting nonsense. Just ignore him."
I stopped in my tracks for a moment. Was Draven giving me advice on how to deal with the Archer family?
Would he be that considerate?
Then how could Elyse have drowned with her body covered in bruises?
