Chapter 8Another week passed in the popular town beside the sea. Devin spent his days struggling to focus on the demanding paperwork Sir Fletcher kept altering. He frowned at the will in front of him. The numbers weren't adding up. Neither inherited wealth, nor farming, nor even Fletcher's lucrative horse breeding program came close to equaling the amount he was leaving to his son in cash and unentailed properties.
Though he'd never met the lad, Devin had heard of him. Shrewd, clever and manipulative, or so their mutual acquaintances said. Benton Fletcher was respected, but not usually well-liked. So much like his father. Devin struggled to understand his employer, who clearly adored his children and spoiled them but treated another member of his family, Harry, like the lowest sort of scu
