"Mrs. Cole." Logan immediately recognized her identity—the current chief housekeeper of the Hill Family in City N. Though nearly seventy years old, she had survived the Hill Family's ruthless battles for power and influence, standing firm in storms that would have broken lesser people.
Though a housekeeper by title, Mrs. Cole held real authority within the Hill Family. Even the wealthy ladies of City N, when meeting her, would never sneer at her position. Instead, they respectfully addressed her as Madam Cole.
Madam Cole gave a slight nod. Age had sharpened her insight, and she could tell Logan was no ordinary man.
"Mr. Reid, I come on behalf of the family head and the old matriarch. The master truly could not get away, and the old lady only woke from her coma a few months ago. Her health is fragile—she must not travel."
Logan tapped his fingertips lightly against the table. "Is there something you need my help with?"
