It was Vincent.
Everyone stood up as he entered the room, and even Dorothy looked a bit surprised. 'What is he doing here?' she wondered.
But Vincent didn't look at her. He walked straight to the seat Jeffrey had vacated and sat down, gesturing for everyone to take their seats. "Please, everyone, sit."
The room followed his command, and everyone sat down—everyone except Dorothy, who remained standing. "Well, there's no place for me, I guess."
Just as she spoke, Jeffrey reached out, wrapping it around her waist and pulling her down onto his lap.
"Says who? Right here, on my lap..."
Before he could finish, Dorothy pushed him away and struggled to stand, glaring at him. "Mr. Valentine, please show some respect."
Was Jeffrey out of his mind? He knew she belonged to Vincent, yet here he
