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‘Of course we are Hawksley, eh? I met your father once Remember, Sherry? On Mustique Now that was aof which, we’ve finished the cha properly I ht have some photos of that holiday, Seb’

Her parents bore Seb off up the steps, both talking nineteen to the dozen Daisy stood for a e froible man, her parents’ approval

A ht have a coainst but anted a businesslike, ee

‘You don’t have to rush into this How long have you known him?’ Vi had also stayed behind Her arms were folded as she waited for Daisy to answer

‘Six weeks’ This at least wasn’t a lie ‘And I’ I want to do this, Vi Be happy for ly at her sister

‘I want to be’ Vi stared at her, worry in her eyes ‘It’s just, I heard rumours Daisy, Hawksley Castle is beautiful but it’s expensive and his parents spent a lot More than a lot Are you sure he’s not?’ She paused

‘Not what?’ But she knew ‘After my fortune? I don’t have a fortune, Vi!’

‘No, but Daddy does and you know it drives hi for you, Daise, even prop up a money pit like Hawksley’

If Daisy knew anything about Seb it was this: she could hand on heart acquit him of any interest in her father’s money The shock in his eyes when he’d found out who she was had been utterly genuine But Vi was right to be suspicious; they were deceiving her

And yet anger was si, slow, hot, intense ‘Seb does not needevery waking hour to turn Hawksley around his way and he’ll do it too So butt out, Vi And no running to Rose either Let her make her own mind up’

Where had that come from?

Vi looked at her searchingly ‘Okay, Daise, calet to know your Seb properly My little sister’san earl You always did like to show off’