Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 400

Jay sat in silence, listening as Owen cursing the bandit who had dared to cross him.

Ever since Owen had fallen for Ms. Yates, he had become more human, more down-to-earth.

The power of love, it seemed, could truly change a man.

When Owen finally ran out of steam, Jay ventured to ask, "Sir, do you want to go after the bandit?"

"Spread the word that I was attacked and injured by a bandit. The scoundrel will turn himself in."

Given Owen's reputation, the mere hint of his involvement in the bandit's capture could send the rogue running to the sheriff's office, saving them the trouble of a manhunt. "And replace the streetlights in that alley, they're too dim."

Cecilia's route home was a dangerous one. It gave Owen an excuse to escort her every day, but he couldn't ignore the problem forever.

"Look into the bandit. If he doesn't turn himself in, we'll take him to the sheriff ourselves."

"Understood."

With his orders given, Owen ended the call.

Recalling the detective agency's report from the previous evening, he retrieved it from his desk and settled down on the sofa.

"Arno, let's see what kind of saint you are, hiding your secrets even from me."

Sarcasm laced Owen's words as he pulled out the report on Avery and began to read.

After finishing, he rose abruptly, forgoing even a change of clothes, and headed out the door.

The Harrison estate was quiet in the early morning.

Its residents were not early risers.

Trenton, troubled by insomnia in his advanced age, would rise early to

spotted his grandfather in the yard, practicing his morning routine with his cousin, Harry Harrison, who had always coveted Owen's position. Harry was no less

eldest son, Owen held the advantage. Harry born to a different mother, and the patriarch clearly favored his first wife's children.

disgrace their company,

that displeased his grandfather. Harry's family members saw this as an opportunity and silently cheered Owen on,

who had pulled

recourse was to curry favor with his grandfather, hoping that when

greeted Owen with a

"Morning."

effort

happened to your

paused his practice to ask, concern coloring

bandage wrapped around Owen's arm, Trenton

a piece of paper, his expression grim, Trenton

while escorting your sister-in-law home last night. Got a

Owen explained.

you divorce your

piece of news had been leaked by Owen's

expression darkened. He knew his mother couldn't keep her mouth shut and had likely spread

had no intentions of marrying some high-society ladies his mother chose. Marriage was a lifelong commitment. If he couldn't marry the woman he loved, he'd rather stay a bachelor.

divorced couples can't get back together? Cecilia

"Then good luck, brother. Win your wife back

of time. Grandfather, there's something I

in Owen's hand. He was curious about its contents but knew better than to ask. He excused himself, "Grandfather,

headed back into

Avery was

easy to dig up his past. The only reason Owen hadn't

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