“Let’s say you did it. Understood?”
Once again, Harriet couldn’t argue with her uncle’s decision to pin the blame on her for the trouble her cousin Bella had caused. After all, she was an orphan, living under the care of her guardian, her uncle.
Even though she became known as a scandal maker in society, even though people gossiped behind her back, Harriet believed that at least her uncle’s family would understand her sacrifice.
That was until she was accused of stealing the duke’s brooch and sent away to the strict convent, known for its harsh discipline.
“A scandal maker? Fine. If that’s what they want to call me, I’ll become a real scandal maker.”
With revenge in her heart, Harriet returned to the city, only to find herself face-to-face with Duke Kaylas, the man who had been the reason she was sent to the convent.
“They say people change after coming back from St. Clarissa’s convent. I guess it’s true.”
His cold, piercing eyes shone with a dangerous curiosity, almost as if he were suspicious.
