“May I ask… the Gilbert family you mentioned—could that be our family?”
Leif asked politely, yet the moment the words left her mouth they sounded rough and coarse, laced with an uncontrollable flutter of excitement.
“Are you pretending not to recognize me?” Mr. Liandell’s tone carried a clearly detectable note of displeasure. He spread his hands toward the neighbors gathered below and said, “This is simply outrageous. Before I even arrived I had people deliver the betrothal gifts. She is wearing the clothes I sent and the jewelry I gave her—yet now she refuses to acknowledge it?”
Leif took...
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