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.

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

visitor, Yates replied.

dismissively, “I’m not seeing anyone for

down, tugging at his grandfather’s beard, “Gramps, this is

pain, then smacked Yates” hand away, “Show

glanced at the gift box in curiosity, “Who’s the guest that’s got you so

hands, “This one you have

shot in town. If I

to embarrass his grandfather. But if

looked at the gift box in his hand and simply opened the bag. “Ill see if the gift is

something when a familiar tea box was taken out

St. Helena Coffee “Gramps, why does

raced

course, it was familiar. It was his

ounces of St. Helena Coffee, too treasured to drink, then requisitioned by Mr. Watkins with a

Wait…

it was an

no daughters to wed! No, his thoughts were astray. Perhaps Mr. Watkins‘

the coffee, “Does the Delaney family have a

year. One’s betrothed to the Foster family, forgot her name. The other… well, her name’s Cordelia Delaney, the long–lost daughter of the Delaney family,

ago…And Mr. Watkins had only just arrived in

these clues together, Hackett zeroed in on the connection, that was,

the Delaney

Yates confirmed.

felt the room spin. That was Mr. Watkins‘

clutched the coffee and

fraught with

Just then, he heard footsteps and Hackett’s voice calling. “Quickly, get our guest a cup of our finest black tea!” With that,

to greet him, but Hackett approached with an almost ingratiating air, ‘Mr. Sanderson, my

taken aback, bowed hastily. “I’m the one who’s

his arm, preventing him from bowing further, and guided him back to the couch, “Not at all, your visit is an honor!”

words, “Mr. Hackett, I hardly deserve such

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