A Better Man Louise Penny Novels & Stories

Chapter 45 Lena's heart rate slowed, her senses escalating. The man in the doorway wasn't a cop. He wasn't a friend. He was something more—something intentional. Michael stood between them, his hand close to his concealed gun. Elise held onto Rowan, her hand tightening around her gun. The man grinned. "No hostility necessary." Lena moved forward. "Who are you?" The man's grin didn't falter. "Call me Vincent." That surname was not something to be said lightly. Lena had heard gossip about him—a power broker operating behind the scenes, a man who never made a move without reason.

I have to go away fora day or two. Lou sat up, her gray hair frizzed out around her face. She grinned. ‘Sick friend, huh?’ Lynne shook her head. ‘Sick marriage. Needs immediate attention.’ ‘Damn right,’ Lou said. ‘Either that, or we rent out those rooms.’ ***

Louis pointed a gun at her, and she had no choice but to leave the mansion. Penelope couldn’t stop stomping away in frustration. None of her plans had succeeded. She thought it would be easy to deceive him since he had invited her to be his partner at a party, so she did everything to deceive him. She noticed that the only woman Louis paid attention to was Elaine. She tried to make Elaine look bad in his eyes, but instead, Louis got angry with her and warned her that if she wanted to stay alive, she should not touch that woman. Louis looked around to see if anyone was watching his movements. When he realized no one was, he left the mansion to follow Elaine.

They reached the floor where the party was holding and David said, "if you ladies don't mind, I'd like to discuss business with Penelope." Penelope unlike her elder sister, Grace was curvy and a bit taller in height, so she was often targeted by guys. Penny gave Grace a look, seeking permission and Grace just had to reply with, "of course we don't mind." Grace watched her sister walk away with the womanizer and couldn't help, but smile. The former Penny couldn't even show up at such gatherings because she was always sick or too busy writing and uninterested in meeting others. "Penny is smart, she won't fall for him that way. Even if she did, I'm sure she would figure it all out, herself," Ja

The last thing I want to be is pathetic, so I take the plate from her with a muttered ‘thank you’, fixing myself at the island while I stuff my face with the delicious meal. ~~~ Lounging by the pool while watching the sunset isn’t something I thought could be done in this big house, but I’d thought the same about watching tv and it turns out the people in this mansion aren’t just built for things like that, not even Madam C. So I’m alone, staring at the peach sky while sipping on my second glass of white wine she’d brought for me, the warmth settling too easily in my limbs, loosening thoughts I’d been trying not to have all day. It’s exactly what I need.

Leah’s chest tightened at the thought, but she shook her head, her voice soft but full of pain, “He just wanted someone better.” “Someone better?” Melanie interjected, her voice a mix of disbelief and confusion. “Who the hell could be better than you? Who could be better than the first daughter and heir of the Grant family?”

As he lit a cigarette, he began to look around with pensive eyes. He couldn't see the girl's face, but his surprise had overpowered his curiosity. A girl who hunts like a man and dresses like a man, and a girl who is obviously from here. He watched and watched without disturbing his serious facial expression and curiosity... nd The girl got up after pressing her cigarette to the ground and drinking water again. She took off her loosened hairpin and tidied up her hair, took her hat in her hand and turned around, and she met the eye of the person watching. As she stared at first, unsure of what to do, her black eyes were filled with curiosity. She quickly walked over to the person watchin

she boasted and finally bit into the pancake. I stole a look at her as she chewed it gently and chewing must have actually silenced her because she kept nibbling gently on the flat pastry. “So, what’s the verdict?” Elaine produced a napping from her bag. She took quite a long time cleaning her finger, trying to dodge the question, but I’m going to make sure she at least answers. “It’s okay. Not that great.” Then she proceeded to pick up the last one and I shook my head. I’ve spent a lot of time wih various women, but nobody I know has a better appreciation for good food than my wife.

"I'm freezing, honey. Come in with me while I change, will you?" The second she said that, Owen tucked his phone away, scooped her up, and walked away. I tried to follow, but his bodyguards blocked my path. "Nobody gets into his cabin without his say-so. Mr. Anderson's orders." I begged and yelled, but they wouldn't budge. I finally gave up and frantically dug for my phone, only to find it soaked and totally dead. I was about to lose it, but thankfully, a kind lady who'd seen the whole thing lent me her phone. I didn't know the hospital's number, and my calls to Mom went straight to voicemail.