The Lady’s Last Mistake (BOW STREET DUCHESS MYSTERIES #8) by Cara Devlin EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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December 1823
Oassie sipped her second glass of champagne as she peered through
the fronds of a potted palm. The ballroom had been a crush when
she’d arrived, and yet somehow, he’d still spotted her. Mr. Hunt was
here, somewhere, and if she valued her sanity, she needed to avoid him.
This ball was an unmitigated disaster. She had expected no less, since
nothing good ever came of anything associated with Lady Minerva Dutton.
The woman was brash, unyielding, and an incurable gossip, and no event
she hosted ever concluded without at least one debutante erupting into tears.
It was rather unfortunate then, when Cassie’s good friend Marianna had
accepted the hand of the dowager viscountess’s youngest son.
“I told you not to marry him,” Cassie said to a rather weepy Marianna.
Her dragon of a mother-in-law had just roundly criticized her, saying she
looked like an overripe tomato in her gown.
Marianna sniffled. “But Gerald is sweet. He is nothing like his mother.”
Her husband might not have been conniving or cruel, but he was terribly
dull. Which Cassie thought might be worse.
“If you say so,” she replied, her gaze still scouring the crowd.
“You’re looking for Mr. Hunt, aren’t you?”
“I am not looking for him, I am watching for him. There is a
difference.”
Had she known that Mr. Horace Hunt would be in attendance and would
descend like a hawk upon her arrival, she would have given her regrets. She
hadn’t wished to attend the ball in the first place. But Marianna’s
increasingly desperate pleas had swayed her. The poor girl was terrified of
her mother-in-law. So was Gerald, leaving them both little more than
quivery lumps of nerves whenever forced to be in the dowager
viscountess’s company. What Cassie’s presence could do to shield them was
not entirely clear; Marianna had clung to her arm all evening, and Lady
Dutton had still closed in for a smattering of verbal cuts. Gerald, on the
other hand, was nowhere to be found.
What a hero.
“Mr. Hunt isn’t so bad,” Marianna said, joining Cassie in her perusal of
the evening’s guests through the green fronds. It seemed all of London was
here. “He reminds me of a river otter.”
Cassie lowered her champagne. “How is that not so bad?”
“River otters are adorable little creatures!”
Cassie sighed and finished the last of her champagne. Her older brother,
Michael, the Duke of Fournier, had introduced her to Mr. Hunt the previous
week while strolling through Hyde Park. Michael had arrived at his former
Grosvenor Square home, which Cassie now occupied, and suggested a brisk
walk. She’d been suspicious and had considered giving an excuse that she
was on her way out. However, Michael might have asked her destination,
and she wasn’t prepared with a good lie.
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