Arielle cast a sideways glance at him. How dare this jerk of a man take the opportunity to sneak downstairs while I was asleep?
If she had not been alert enough to realize Vinson's absence when she turned and discovered the exchange between him and Rayson, she would never have found out about the things Penelope had been doing behind her back.
“You are one to say. Did we not agree to avoid keeping things from each other? In the end, you still came to look for her without my knowledge.” “My bad. I should have informed you about it.” Vinson chuckled sheepishly.
When Penelope saw the affection shared between the pair, tears of anguish pattered off her cheeks.
It never occurred to her that she was but a mere pawn and that Vinson had no interest in her whatsoever. The bond between Arielle and him was apparently so strong that no one could ever come between them.
Currently, she was well and truly filled with contrite. How could I have been so full of myself thinking that I would be able to steal Vinson's heart and become his woman?
Had she known her own place and refrained from indulging in such deviousness, she might have, as Arielle said, walked away with a plump reward when it was all said and done.
But now, it was too late for that.
“I've erred, Mrs. Nightshire, and I understand that now. I shouldn't have posted that on the internet and tried to seduce Mr. Nightshire. Would you let me off, seeing as I haven't caused you any harm?”
Penelope got onto her knees and begged Arielle for forgiveness.
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