Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The man stepped into the room, tall and straight like a pine tree, steady as bamboo in the wind.

Dressed in a deep navy robe, his every movement exuded poise, his face striking and elegant-this was Benedict, the eldest son of the Duke. Eliza's eldest brother.

"Eliza, his voice was cold, cuning straight through the silence. "Do you even know what you've done wrong!"

Benedict's eyes locked onto hers with an icy sharpness that made it hard to breathe, like the air itself had turned heavy.

ly overwhelming.

She used to think it was just because he was tall, his presence naturally

But then she saw him crouch down to Sophie's level, listening gently to her complaints, really seeing her. That was when Eliza understood-in his eyes, she had always been lesser.

I'm sorry, Brother, I don't follow. I really don't know what I did wrong. Could you explain it to me?" Her tone was light, emotionless.

already noticed the gown clenched in his hand. She knew exactly

I'm expected to confess? She narrowed her eyes, her gaze narning

knit together, his patience fraying. "When did you become so willful? So out of control? You're

alone's enough to set you off? Calling me willful and absurd-honestly, I feel

seriously still pretending you don't know?" he snapped, his temper

her feet. "Dylan said you

sering you now-your antude-it's hard not

Fto be your

favorite gown.

answer came fast, without a hint of regret. "It's just an old

and your other three brothers had it made together. You said you loved ji, cherished it. Now it's trash to

face him, eyes steady, voice firm. "No one wants it." She

Benedict or the rest of the family. She had to endure.

defiant. "You angry bow? Thinking of punishing me? Gonna

her whispering to hold back,

all spill

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