Chapter 43

Bennett wasn’t surprised to see Megan. He surveyed her from his vantage point, taking in the opulent dress that adomed her figure.

After a few seconds, he descended the stairs and stopped beside her with a casual compliment, “Nice dress, though you looked better at the hospital that day”

Bolt–she

Megan was mature enough. Thinking of Bennett’s cryptic remarks, his daily visits to Regal Bolt- she wasn’t oblivious, but she played The fool

Bennett was not a man to trifle with

Mrs. Lambert, blissfully unaware, introduced him with a warm smile, “Megan, this is Mr. Lambert’s distant cousin, Bennett. A bit of a fascal since childhood, but he’s always dropping by for a visit.”

Megan responded with a subtle smile, “We’ve met ”

Mrs. Lambert patted her shoulder. “Silly me, I forgot Bennett and Sullivan grew up together! You two catch up; I need to fetch those crystal glasses. The staff here are always misplacing things.”

With that, Mrs. Lambert excused herself.

Once she was gone, Bennett, hands in his pockets, tumed his gaze to Megan. He lit a cigarette and asked, “So, planning to go back to being the belle of the Lowry estate?”

looked away, “I don’t see how that’s any

delicate shadow cast by her lashes, charming yet innocent: Taking a deep drag, he left

with relief.

always a tense affair, his moods were as

Lambert reappeared, having noticed nothing.

with

the afternoon. That’s when Sullivan

Go change into your gown.”

here for you? Off you go! Doll yourself up, and be the most

black B.

argue back but walked to the parking lot accompanied by Mrs. Lambert. There,

Bunjeve

half down, Sullivan was the picture of sophistication in his black and white tuxedo, a crisp

Stately and refined.

but leaned over to open the passenger door for

but tease a

and drove off

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