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Sebastian gri back his hair “I don’t kno you can joke about it”

“It’s probably just someone out for a breath of—”

“Francesca?” Williaate

She jumped as if hell had opened before her

Sebastian thought that if her uncle hadn’t suspected she was up to souilty demeanor would soon convince him of it Clearly it was up to him to take control

“Mr Tre at all thea stroll She finds the crowd inside oppressive”

“Is that so?” There was a chill in his voice

“Actually, ere just about to return,” Francesca said, reaching to unclip the gate and swinging it open

He caught her arasped, but he didn’t release her “You’re a liar,” he growled, glaring down at her “I can read it in your voice I can see it in your face If you’re going to lie, at least learn to do it properly”

“I’m not—”

“You are your hter”

“Uncle William!”

He had her outside the gate now, and he shook her so hard that solets came loose and tumbled over her shoulder

Sebastian had been momentarily too shocked to act, but now he saw red Meer and a sincere longing to make amends He couldn’t let Francesca be bullied like his sister He wouldn’t

He launched hi the front of his neatly pressed shirt, hauled him away from her