Chapter 112

“Seriously, dating a bad boy? Was she a hopeless Romantic?”

“It’s such a pity, considering how brilliant she is.”

Some even whispered, “Sanderson doesn’t have a son to inherit. Are they desperate enough to let this boy marry into the family?”

In the circles of high society, strategic marriages were the norm, where matrimony and interests were inextricably linked. So, Cordelia’s relationship with a so–called “bad boy‘ was utterly baffling to them.

Even with the best intentions, someone said to Lorna, “Mrs. Delaney, I’m just speaking my mind, and it’s for your own good. Cordelia’s young, and she must be confused, right? You can’t just let her run wild.”

Lorna maintained a polite smile in the face of this friendly advice.

But she defended Cordelia in her response, “We have no intention of pushing Lia into a marriage for interests. She’s missed out on a lot, and I trust her judgment.”

Initially, Lorna disapproved of the relationship, but given how Cordelia was utterly absorbed in her studies, she couldn’t picture Cordelia in a romance.

What if this was a mistake? What if Cordelia ended up an old maid?

Seeing Lorna’s response, they dropped the subject.

The decorum of a well–bred lady kept the snark at bay in her presence, but Fanny and Rachel were relentless.

Fanny snorted, “Lorna, aren’t you a bit too indulgent with Cordelia?”

Rachel chimed in with a smile, “Lorna must feel she owes her something. But you know, being well–matched is crucial, or else there’s no common ground.”

Fanny sneered, “That reminds me, wasn’t Cordelia raised in an orphanage? Maybe she finds common ground with those kinds of boyfriends.”

Lorna was livid, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

who had been glued to her phone, suddenly put it down and shook

Lorna paused.

“Look at you. Your composure doesn’t match

eyes misty as they met Fanny’s, Taken aback by

can’t get mad at a dog for barking at us, right?

Fanny was speechless.

continued indifferently, “No offense. Surely, no one’s taking it

at a loss for words.

Mr. Wallace is here, upstairs with Mr. Brown.

perked up, “Of course, I’ll take Sallie up right away.” She stood, straightened her dress, and looked at Lorna with a hint of venom. “It’s a shame. Had your daughter not been tied

with her nose

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others gathered around, envying Sallie’s excellence compared to their

girls protested, “I’m not a commodity to be picked over. What if he’s not a

bound to be decent and

what matter most. I actually envy Cordella.”

studies, but don’t you dare follow her lead

outshine Calvert? Everyone was jealous of you having such a brilliant daughter, and now

upstairs, it doesn’t mean others don’t stand a chance. Calvert will eventually come down to meet everyone. Be proactive then.”

the plague, fearing their children might follow her poor

pick up her phone for more math

see Merry beckoning her

on, have fun. Don’t just read

her phone

led her to a secluded balcony with two sofas and a coffee table laden with pastries and tea. They could still see

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