Meanwhile, Iris stepped out of her chamber as she needed to deliver the letter to Zayne.
She took her time, observing the old portraits of the siblings' parents.
Iris stopped before one portrait of the former Lady Hawthorne and read, "Isabelle Hawthorne."
Iris looked closely at the portrait, noticing how Lord Hawthorne's eyes were fixed on his wife as she watched the young Damien in her arms.
"I would have hanged Hayden," Iris muttered bitterly. "Another lovely couple taken so soon. Must I keep my other relatives at a distance?"
"I'm thinking too far ahead," Iris said, tapping her cheeks. "We must first get over our troubles. Oh! Hannah!" Iris called to Eloise's maid. "Are you on your way to see Lady Hawthorne? I was hoping to get a letter sent out to Zayne Bailey's residence."
"Miss Iris," Hannah greeted Iris with a curtsy. "Lady and Lord Hawthorne are having their bath, so I can have the letter sent out for you now."
