After Olivia finished speaking, she waited a moment. When Zachary Fairchild didn't move, she gave him a nudge. "Adjust the temperature."
This time, Zachary Fairchild stirred. He turned to face Olivia and said slowly, "The remote isn't here."
"It's not here?"
'How could it not be here? We used it to turn on the AC when we came into the room.'
Her suspicious gaze swept over Zachary Fairchild's face. Olivia asked, "It's not that you don't feel cold and just don't want to adjust it, is it?"
'I remember the AC was set to over twenty degrees when we came in. How did it get so low?'
Zachary's expression didn't change in the face of Olivia's suspicion.
"Miss Young was here."
Olivia instantly understood.
'So Miss Young was the one who adjusted the AC, and she's the one who took the remote.'
Recalling how the Old Madam and Mrs. Fairchild had been hinting, both subtly and overtly, that she and Zachary Fairchild should hurry up and have a child, it all clicked into place for Olivia.
