NovelUSAChapter 637
---- If Elliot let her touch him, | swear, my grace would end right here and now! But before she could reach us, the
shadow of a man stepped in, his deep voice joining hers, turning the performance into a duet.
He took her hand, sparing us from a scandal.
Only, this was just the beginning of a stormy night, one filled with trials for this sham of a marriage, already
leaking from all sides.
sek Elliot leftwith awomanthe wife of a Baron, one of the few kind souls in this nest of vipers.
Baroness Hildaly, | appreciate you keeping my Duchess company.
| have smatters to attend to with the gentlemen, but I return shortly.
Dont worry, Your Lordship, Ill entertain Her Grace, and we Il both enjoy each others company, she responded
pleasantly.
After the singers spectacle, saved only by that other Duke we saw earlier at the entrance, things had settled
somewhat.
| wanted to curse Elliot to the heavens, but there was no point in acting like the betrayed, scorned woman.
He owednothingand certainly nothing to Rossella, who had clearly blackmailed him into marriage.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIwas reluctant to be separated from him, but | understood the basics of etiquette.
The men now gathered in their own space to smoke and discuss business, while the women retreated to their
quarters.
| wasnt about to cling to Elliot like sburden.
Pll return soon, Duchess.
We II talk laterl promise, you wont go through this again.
Ill take care of things.
---- He leaned in and whispered into my ear.
Isighed, nodding.
| hoped he was referring to his lover.
Was he planning to end things with her? My heart clenched at the thought.
Could it be? Shes even more beautiful than | remembered.
Her skin is so radiant! You must share your beauty secrets, Duchess! Youve been the sensation of the partythe
Duke was so possessive over you...
Iwas about to reply when a mocking scoff cut off the Baronesss words.
We turned to see Zafiro standing with two other women, all of them eyeingwith disdain from head to toe.
Tts true, Duchess, please share your formula so we can all be just as...
dazzling, my husbands mistress chimed in, feigning grace, though her words dripped with daggers.
My formula is a bit of a secret, but since its for the famous Zafiro, | can give youa hint.
When youre married and becthe official wife, make sure to invite your husband into your bedchamber every
night, | replied suggestively, laced with sarcasm.
Besides, that shouldnt be difficult for you.
You clearly have a talent for seducing the opposite sex.
Her viperous face twisted despite her attempts to maintain composure, fury seeping through her pores.
Oh, is that so? she arched a brow.
And here | thought the rumors were true.
People can be so cruel imagine them claiming that the Duke hasnt set foot in your chamber in over ten years.
---- The bold woman even placed a hand over her mouth, feigning embarrassment.
Iwas about to explode, grinding my teeth in rage, sick of this ridiculous aristocratic exchange.
Topened my mouth to throw a proper, lowborn insult her way, when one of her little friends called attention to
something | hadnt noticeda detail that would utterly humiliate me.
Oh, what a coincidencethe Duchess and Miss Brenda are wearing the ssapphire pendant, she said, pointing
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmatin a voice loud enough to draw stares.
My eyes darted to her neck, where she tugged on the delicate gold chain, pulling a large blue gemstone from her
cleavage, its golden frglistening under the light.
It was identical to the one | worethe one | had taken from Rossellas jewelry box simply because it matched my
dress.
Except...
no.
They werent exactly the same.
Hers shone brighter, more...
genuine.
While mine, now, was nothing more than what it truly wasa completely fake imitation piece.
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