Aubyn picked up his own teacup and took a brief sip before answering. He looked somewhat irritated with her having the guts to ask that question.
“I hardly think you are in the position to make demands, Miss Edwards,” he said. “However, you are right. There haven’t been any results to the current approach.”
Genevieve folded her arms and stared at him. She wanted a proper answer from him, not one that delayed things. That was Aubyn all over. He didn’t like his plan being challenged and Lucian was defying his plan. It would take him a while to even think about changing it.
“When will we next meet to discuss changes and progress?” she asked. “You had better have a different plan next time.”
“Here and this time next week,” he said. “Just to make sure, I will contact you again.”
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Lucia
