Chapter 17
I didn’t recognize the man, but I recognized the name. His was one of the four Families of Martinsburg, the wealthy and elite. They’d all gone to school together, much as their sons and grandsons had, and some of those sons had married some of the daughters.
In spite of the fact he’d married Beth Martin, Sir would never be considered one of them. Even his astronomical wealth, when he’d had it, couldn’t buy that for him.
The Families weren’t angels; there were Alden, Stuart, and Richardson bastards all over the country, considering they went to Ivy League colleges on the East Coast and Stanford on the West, but one thing the Families never did was toy with each other. Maybe that was why I’d been willing to believe Daniel was interested in me.
That was one thing I’d learned fr
