Four Deaths Later, Who Is She?
I asked, lifting my head to meet his gaze, keeping my voice steady.
“The time is right,” he said, his hand sliding from my cheek to my neck. “I’ve cleared away all obstacles.”
Since I had become his secret lover, he had always treated me well. As the true heiress, reclaimed by the family as an adult, I hadn’t been familiar with high society etiquette, often suppressed by Catherine and ridiculed or bullied in public. He didn’t just remove my enemies; he secretly backed me up, giving me wealth and power I had never dared to imagine.