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?”

been glued to her phone, suddenly put it down

Lorna paused.

Your composure doesn’t match up to

turned, her eyes misty as they met Fanny’s, Taken aback by her gaze, Fanny paused.

couple of seconds, Cordelia spoke languidly, “We can’t get mad at a dog for

Fanny was speechless.

Surely, no one’s taking

a loss for

“Mrs. Brown, Mr. Wallace is here, upstairs with Mr. Brown. Mr. Griffin has

still smarting from Cordelia’s comeback, suddenly 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 down, Mr. Hackett would have

off with her nose in the air.

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departure, the others gathered around, envying Sallie’s excellence compared to

be picked over. What if he’s not

her, “Anyone Mr. Hackett deems suitable is bound to be decent and capable. People

matter most.

“You’d do well to emulate Cordelia’s dedication to her studies, but don’t you dare follow her lead

she outshine Calvert? Everyone was jealous

others don’t stand a chance. Calvert will eventually come down to meet everyone.

plague, fearing their children might

for more math problems when she heard a voice, “Lia.”

up to see Merry

Lorna encouraged her, “Go on, have fun. Don’t just read all night. You came

phone down

a red cocktail dress, led her to a secluded balcony with two sofas and a coffee table

gang from Flame Union sat there, Flame No.

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