Chapter 43 Northern plains

“When were you going to tell me?” 

Isabella barged into his room, her expression accusatory. 

“Tell you what?” Lucien's brows were raised in innocence. 

She stared at him pointedly, as if to say Really?’ 

“Oh, that?” He shrugged. 

“That.” She was not giving in. 

Lucien sighed. He knew how ...

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