CHAPTER 16: REVEALED INTENTIONS

Lily’s Point of View

As I followed the lady to meet Mr. Geoffrey Weston, my heart pounded, feeling as if it might leap out of my chest. He was sitting in a quiet part of the mansion, sipping scotch from a glass. I walked in, watching him from behind before moving to stand in front of him.

“Hello, Mr. Weston,” I said.

“Hello, Miss Stack. I was glad to hear you were here. It’s good to know you are warming up to my son,” he said, gesturing for me to sit next to him.

“Would you like a drink?” he asked.

“No, thank you. I do not take alcohol,” I replied.

“I see,” he smiled. “Did I tell you that your father always spoke so highly of you!” he began. “So when he told me you were his most priceless possession and agreed to have you marry my son, I knew you’d be a fitting wife for him.”

“Sir,” I started, “I don’t think this would work. We are different people. We’re not compatible.”

“You are seeing it wrongly, young Miss Stack. It is that difference that makes you uniquely