She turned to find Alice and Dahlia standing just behind her, evidently on their way out to check on the arriving containers.
“…Nothing, Mom.”
Alice regarded her with a knowing smile.
“Mm-hmm. Your father simply knows better than to ask too many questions.”
Harper feigned offense.
“You know, it’s not nice to eavesdrop, Mom.”
Alice merely raised an amused eyebrow, clearly impressed by her daughter’s attempt to turn the tables.
“Is that so? And talking about others behind their backs is perfectly fine?”
Harper let out a defeated sigh and raised both hands in surrender.
“Okay, okay. I’m sorry. It’s not like I said anything bad.”
Alice simply shook her head before letting her gaze drift from Maya back to Harper.
“That’s lesson number one for the two of you, young ladies.”
The sudde
