Timothy had never been looked down on like this in his life.
In that first instant, everything inside him churned at once.
'I'm not good enough for Florence?' he thought.
The idea struck him as so absurd that he nearly laughed, though his breeding kept him from arguing the point any further.
So he answered her with deliberate arrogance, a thread of contempt running under it. He said, "Diana, do you have any idea how many women out there are lined up to marry me?"
Whatever pride he carried, he had earned every bit of it.
His family's wealth ran deep, and even without his name as an actor, he could have spent his whole life living comfortably off their fortune.
What his current empire added was only to gild an already dazzling career, until the whole thing gleamed.
He said, "I don't
