Ferdinand gently patted the little girl's head, his voice warm. "You're welcome."

Then he turned to Briony. "Could we talk for a moment?"

Before Briony could answer, James slid over with a grin.

"Come on, Mr. Ellsworth, that's not fair. We're all friends here--what could you possibly have to say to Bryn that we can't hear?"

Ferdinand's gaze settled on James. "Sorry. It's a private matter."

James glanced at Briony for confirmation.

She pressed her lips together, letting out a quiet sigh. Looking at James, she said, "Why don't you take Little Nina upstairs? Crystal should be home soon, ask her to help Nina with a bath."

The mood had clearly shifted.

James looked annoyed but knew better than to push at a time like this. He scooped up Little Nina and headed inside.

Briony, and Ferdinand remained in the

landed

mid-movement as he was

was obvious he was

leave you to your conversation-I should get back to my

nodded with a quiet thank you, then walked to the garden pavilion and sat down at the tea

took the seat

kettle on the table was whistling softly, steam curling

looked Ferdinand straight in the

she no longer trusted him—and he knew it was his own deliberate secrecy that had led

things had reached a point

Wentworth Group's shareholder meeting is the day after

his tone grave. "Bryn, your vote

we've known each other for four

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