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.

advanced

morning routine with his

Harry born to a different mother, and the patriarch clearly favored his first

did something that would disgrace their company, his grandfather wouldn't

family members saw this as an opportunity and silently cheered Owen on, hoping he would lose his position as heir.

who had pulled some

was to curry favor with his grandfather, hoping that when the time came to divide the family fortune, they wouldn't be neglected. "Good morning,

greeted Owen with a

"Morning."

an effort to maintain a civil facade, returning

happened to your

his practice to ask,

around Owen's arm, Trenton

his grandson clutching a piece of paper, his expression grim, Trenton had a hunch about what was

a brawl with a bandit while escorting your sister-in-law home last

Owen explained.

didn't you

piece of news had been leaked by

mouth shut and had likely spread the news of his

this, he 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

said divorced couples can't get back together? Cecilia

"Then good luck, brother. Win your wife

a matter of time. Grandfather, there's something I need

about its contents but knew better than to

had left, Trenton headed back into the

was your

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

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