Amelia Clarke sat silently behind the pachira tree, listening to two nurses gossiping.
"Is that true? Isn't Madam Turner born into a renowned family? A lady of quality committing adultery within her marriage?"
"What's so strange about that? Those elegant and graceful noblewomen often keep toyboys on the sly, some even more than one. Having an affair is nothing. That Madam Turner had a sketchy reputation even before she got married, clinging desperately to Owen Moreland, and she even pushed the woman Owen Moreland liked down the stairs, causing her to miscarry… You know Owen Moreland, right? The founder of Bowe Group."
"Of course, I know Owen Moreland, but how do you know Madam Turner liked him before?"