Austin responded, “Don’t worry, Ms. Edith. I’ll take good care of Ms. Isabella.”

Edith had come in a hurry and left just as quickly.

The hidden meaning in her cousin’s words was not lost on Isabella, but she did not comment on it.

She allowed Austin to accompany her into the house. The lights were still on inside, but the first floor was empty. Everyone else had already gone to bed.

Since Isabella had not returned yet, the housekeeper had left the lights on for her.

The house was warm, so once inside, Isabella took off Austin’s coat and handed it back to him.

Austin accepted the coat and followed her to the sofa. After she had sat down, he asked gently, “Ms. Isabella, would you like some ginger ale for a hangover remedy?”

Isabella rubbed her temples and said, “Yes, please. I don’t want to wake up with a splitting headache tomorrow.”

Austin immediately went to prepare it for her.

Isabella leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest. After some time, she heard Austin’s