"Madam said she wanted to go out shopping this afternoon." The maid seemed to understand Atlas Hallow's temper and had been instructed by Charlotte Miller. If Mr. Hallow asked, she should say Charlotte went out shopping because he didn't like her going out, but she felt she was getting sick from being cooped up at home.
The maid didn't know Atlas Hallow's background, nor did she understand what past he had with Charlotte Miller. She only knew that it was important not to offend either the madam or the sir, so saying this surely wouldn't be wrong.
Atlas Hallow didn't say anything, he just placed the bouquet on the coffee table and then returned to the bedroom.
He picked up the phone and dialed Charlotte Miller's number. Going out shopping?
With this kind of weather, what was she going out for?
Charlotte Miller was thoroughly enjoying her shopping, her cart almost filled to the brim. Everything seemed so delicious, nothing made her want to stop.
