Richard POV
If the look in Ivy Johnson's eyes was any indication, she knew Tessa did not come up here to run errands. And if she knew my scent by now, then she sure as hell knew that something happened between the girl and I.
My chances with this chic were ruined. Again.
But what did it mean for Tessa?
Ivy may not target her, but it was far from likely that she would keep this to herself. At the very least, she would tell someone in her household. Then, a servant would hear the gossip. Words would spread from there, and someone could go after Tessa Nile.
Damn it! Now I had to worry about that too?
Seconds passed before Ivy spoke at last.
"Surprise," she said with zero enthusiasm.
I waited for her to say something relevant. To ask questions. I would probably have no answer, but st
