Victoria tried to force the plates back into Noah’s hands, he intervened and moved his son safely behind him.
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Chapter 11
Margaret eventually told me why she waited six weeks.
Fear.
Not of Victoria.
Of me.
She assumed I would defend my fiancée.
Why?
Because years earlier another housekeeper complained about a cousin’s wife.
I dismissed it as personality conflict.
I barely remembered.
Margaret did.
“Sir, once staff learn you prefer peace, they stop bringing you problems that disturb it.”
That sentence hurt.
I had built a reputation for control.
Apparently control included discomfort disappearing before it reached me.
That is not the same as safety.
I changed reporting.
Any staff member could flag treatment of children directly to me or security.
No household hierarchy blocking it.
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Basic.
Late.
