Briony answered the phone when Ferdinand called.

They arranged to meet at a café downstairs from her studio.

Ever since Briony learned about Ferdinand's connection to Stewart, she'd grown noticeably more distant with him.

And Ferdinand, of course, had picked up on it.

They chose a table by the window.

Outside, traffic streamed past in a constant blur; inside, soft music drifted through the air.

A server brought their drinks.

Briony had ordered a black coffee-no milk, no sugar-the textbook choice for a much-needed pick-me-up.

Ferdinand, ever the health-conscious doctor, opted for a glass of lemon water.

He couldn't hide his mild surprise when he saw her with the coffee.

isn't exactly good for you,

"Mr. Ellsworth, if you

her, his heart

this moment, but now that he could feel Briony's detachment so clearly, a dull ache settled inside

heading back to the Wentworth family. I'm reclaiming my place." Ferdinand's eyes searched hers, his tone

stayed cool,

are divorced. The Wentworths' business isn't

smile. "After all, Mario is a Wentworth by blood-the family's future heir. My return will

afraid I'd actually prefer for Stewart to lose the Wentworth power." Briony's tone was icy. "That way, Mario could finally come back to me.

"It's not just

That made Briony pause.

never wanted

her eyes at him. "What exactly are you

took a breath. "It goes back to the story of my

of them,

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