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Regret Novel 155

Jonathan leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear. “Between the two of you, I’d wager you’d rather keep Evander from finding out just how wild you are in my bed, wouldn’t you?”

Her expression froze, the words hanging in the air with no reply.

“As long as you do as I say, Miss Winthrop,” Jonathan murmured, straightening his jacket, “I’ll make sure you get exactly what you want.” With that, he turned and strode out of the room.

Tricia stood rooted to the spot, her face turning a shade paler.

When she’d first agreed to work with Jonathan, she certainly hadn’t planned on ending up in his bed. If she hadn’t had too much to drink that night, if they hadn’t gotten carried away, she would never have given him this kind of leverage over her. Still, it didn’t matter. Until she became Mrs. Howard, she needed Jonathan. The Pembrokes didn’t have the money or influence of the Howards, but at least Jonathan knew how to please her–and he really was useful.

If it hadn’t been for his help, quietly erasing all the evidence, Evander’s people would have uncovered everything she’d done long ago…

A cold, bitter smile tugged at the corner of Tricia’s lips.

Charlotte really was pitiful…

The next day.

Charlotte visited Mrs. Rivers in her hospital room.

reserved, greeted her with unusual warmth, even instructing his secretary to send her a bouquet as a thank–you

to ask about Mrs. Rivers‘ health, but noticed the

She hesitated. “Mrs. Rivers?”

seeming to return to

“Charlotte.”

almost dazed. Winston, sensing something was off, leaned over and

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fixed on Charlotte. “It’s nothing. Miss Sterling just reminds

Charlotte blinked in surprise.

of

“Yes, perhaps it is.”

Charlotte again. She looked so much like her best

Mrs. Rivers was recovering well and there were no complications, she

fingers. He looked up as she entered, his smile easy. “The nurse said you were busy, so she told

seat. “You’re free