"Drake, will you kindly explain to us what the matter is," Randal demanded once they were out of earshot of the guests, ensconced in a part of the gardens.
Alexandre's temples flexed, and his jaw tightened while he waited and listened, hoping that there was some reasonable explanation for this intermission.
"Drake, don't explain, let me." Isadora's tears broke free and flowed down her cheeks. "I have feelings for Daniel, though I've tried hard to rid them," she said straightforwardly.
Drake remained silent, stupefied. Her confession was not subtle,he couldn't mistake what he'd heard.
"Please forgive me," Isadora pleaded, although she was not looking at Drake, but addressing Daniel, awaiting his response. "You're wealthy, I know, but you are not a man that I can flourish an empire with.
