Olivia looked up at the butler, saying, "The Heath residence is quite huge, so it must have other guest rooms, right?"

"The Heath family rarely receives guests, so the few guest rooms have always been like that.

"The heating system broke down because of lack of use, and the other rooms are the same.

"The night will pass soon enough. I'll get someone to bring over a hot water bag or two later. You won't feel cold with them."

Olivia smiled at him. "That works, too."

"I have something to attend to, so I won't bother you anymore."

"It's fine. I have something else to ask you about. Mr. Warner, where is your room?"

"In the inner yard. What's the matter?"

"Why don't we exchange rooms tonight? You can sleep here."

Alfred's expression shifted. "That won't do. It's too much trouble."

"Why would it be too much trouble? I'm not touching your stuff; I'm just going to sleep there. I don't mind you at all. You can use the hot water bags, too.

"After all, you probably won't feel too cold