Tiffany looked over, her curiosity piqued. "Oh? What advice?"

Olivia said calmly, but with an edge, "You had the housekeeper change all the interior decor, and Alexander hated it. That just proves you don't know him at all. A lazy mistress always gets replaced."

Tiffany’s temper flared, and she jumped up. "Who are you calling a mistress?"

Olivia shrugged nonchalantly. "It’s not just my opinion—it’s the law. Alexander and I aren’t officially ...