“Lady Eleanor employed my parents. My mother was a favorite of hers and we became very close after Mother's death. Lady Eleanor did not wish for me to stay in service. So, she sent me here." Caroline could feel her cheeks flame with embarrassment. She did not meet his eyes, or attempt to extricate herself from his grip. She stood mutely, feeling as though the life had drained from her body, leaving her as lifeless as a doll. "You are telling me that my great-aunt is behind this deceit?" Geoffrey... dropped his hands. "She knew she was dying. So she sent a letter of introduction before I arrived. It is in the possession of Lady Aberly. If only I could procure it, I could prove my recount is true." Caroline stared in shock as he burst into laughter. Her discomfort turned to outrage. "How dare you laugh at me. I don't care if you believe me or not. You are a horrid man. I wish they had shot you instead of John Coachman." She stumbled away, tears blinding her eyes. Geoffrey caught her arms and pulled her into a firm embrace.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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