Chapter 21

Sanderson’s gift was swiftly assessed by the secretary without even peering inside. He knew it was pricey. This won’t do he said

Hackett had given explicit directives that no gifts were allowed!

Seeing his offering rebuffed Sanderson darkened his face further. Could it be because Lia had offended Griffin tamiy

As he pondered his next move a flashy–convertible roared up the drive, the wrought–iron gates swinging open. The secretary stepped aside, calling out respectfully. “Mr. Griffin”

Yates waved casually in acknowledgment and cruised through the entrance.

Sanderson deepened his frown

Yates appeared unperturbed, a clear sign that Hackett’s illness was just an excuse.

Sanderson couldn’t just loiter here, which would only serve to annoy them further As he was about to turn and leave to devise another plan, the car reversed back towards him, and Yates called out uncertainly. “Cordelia’s father?

He had seen Sanderson on various other occasions.

Sanderson nodded with composure. “That’s right.”

At that, Yates hurried out of his car, his manner suddenly transformed to one of courteous urgency. “Mr. Delaney, are you here for a visit? Please, come inside!”

Sanderson was momentarily dumbfounded. What was happening?

The secretary was equally bewildered. “Mr. Griffin, Hackett said…”

Yates cut him off with impatience, “Whatever it is, we’ll discuss it inside. Keeping guests waiting at the door isn’t the way of the Griffin family, is it?”

The secretary was left to wonder. Since when did Yates care about hospitality? But the secretary dared not voice his thoughts.

Inside the living room, Yates spoke, “Mr. Delaney, please take a seat. I’ll go call my grandpa.”

Glancing at the gift in Sanderson’s hand, he added, “Is this for us? Let me take it inside for you.”

Sanderson nodded, feeling awkward, and settled onto a nearby couch.

found Hackett on the balcony soaking up the sun. “Playing truant again?” Hackett sighed

visitor, Yates

dismissively, “I’m not seeing

grandfather’s beard, “Gramps, this is

smacked Yates” hand away, “Show

that’s got you so worked up? Fine, I’ll meet them, but no

into his hands, “This one you

big shot in town. If I accept gifts now, I’m asking for trouble.”

want to embarrass his grandfather. But if they refused the gift, Mr. Delaney might feel

and simply opened the bag. “Ill see if the gift is expensive If not, you can accept it,

a familiar tea box was

St. Helena Coffee “Gramps, why does this gift look so familiar?”

was raced

it was familiar. It was his coffeet

Coffee, too treasured to drink, then requisitioned

Wait…

said it was an

an engagement present? But the Griffin family had no daughters to wed! No, his thoughts were astray. Perhaps Mr. Watkins‘ fiancée was from the

“Does the Delaney family

of marrying age, but there’s two in senior year. One’s betrothed to the Foster family, forgot her name. The other… well, her name’s Cordelia Delaney, the

Watkins

Hackett zeroed in on the connection, that was, Cordelia!

“The guy from the

Yates

the room spin. That was Mr.

the coffee and hurried outside.

fraught

be seen. Just then, he heard footsteps and Hackett’s voice calling. “Quickly,

to greet him, but Hackett approached with an almost ingratiating

“I’m

guided him back to the couch, “Not at

at a loss for words, “Mr. Hackett, I hardly deserve

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