My Notorious Gentleman's

#14

Oh, naw. Grace's heart shrunk. After cautiously returning to the dance hall, he arrives at the door of the card room and discovers that George either forgot their dance or accepted the card-playing challenge of the others.

Grace can only see from a distance, anxiously, when the marquess' son returns to indulge in a dangerous pastime on the gambling table.

Looks like they're playing whis, and if you play the old model, it means Grace won't be able to see George again until the end of the night.

Unless I tell Papa.

Yes, that's the best solution. Not too long ago, George may be eager to return with this bad hobby.

If there is anyone who can pull George back on the right path, it is none other than the kind and calm Father Kenwood.

To be honest, Grace doesn't believe that George dares to play cards while Papa Grace is here, but only God knows what will happen if the marquess herself finds her child first

Lord Lievedon had already banned his son from doing this dangerous game. But this is where George is now, doing what he's happy to do, right before his father's eyes. Truly Lord Bratford. Perhaps this was the man's way of attracting his father's attention...

Grace shook her head uneasily, then moved from the doorway to look for her father. While walking, he took a glass of wine from the servant's tray and drank heavily to give him strength, for he was still shaken by the sinful pleasures he had just passed.

As she rushed through the crowd, Grace was surprised to find the satisfaction she felt as she passed by the glamorous noble ladies who had been courting the order's heroes. It is not good to boast that he has secretly won the kiss of Lord Montgomery, and it should be kept as a secret. He has worked hard all this time to earn a good reputation as a role model, and he intends to keep it.

While evicting the memories of the pleasure, Grace banishes the former spy from her mind.

That's Papa. On tiptoes, Grace sees her father near one of the food tables, before a group of people return to make her father invisible from view.

Grace began to move towards her father, sipping her wine once more so as not to spill her body to know someone else.

When Grace got near the group, the pastor was in serious talks with several men. Sometimes Grace is jealous of her father's ability to quickly get along with others wherever they go.

It wasn't easy for Grace, especially with her shy attitude.

Grace was still standing near the man's group when she heard her father speak again, a perfect speaker on a wide variety of different topics.

"If you're good at it, My Lord, I know the right property for you to consider" Grace's father said.

"In our village in Leicestershire, near the estate of Lord Lievedon, there was a farmhouse there called Grange. Now the place has been abandoned since its former owner died and it needs a reliable hand to get it back to life. I've been in it before," he continued.

"And what is the name of your village, Pastor?" ask another man nearby.

"Thistleton. Grange had the most fertile area in the Midland area." the Pastor gulped down his drink and continued.

"The house is located at the foot of the hill, facing north, a very strategic place. And the field is long, which can be overgrown by many crops in a year. The pasture is also very suitable for raising cows, horses, and even sheep. There is also a fruit garden, which is well managed, and a pond full of fish. The old colonel used to be very happy fishing there."

"That sounds like you want to buy Grange, Pastor."

The priest chuckled while waving his hand.

"I am just a simple pastor. After all, at my age now, all that work felt too exhausting for me. But you might be the right person to do it, Montgomery."

Grace gasped as her father stepped into the small circle, which was probably made up of several people, and handed a small piece of paper to someone who was none other than Lord Trevor Montgomery.

Grace managed to bend down so as not to be seen behind some men who were smoking tobacco.

Oh, my God, what is he doing here? I thought he was gone!

"Food at the Gaggle Goose Inn isn't too bad.it's the only accommodation that also provides stables for horse carriages," explains Grace's father.

"But if you decide to come see Grange, you can go to our residence next to the church. My daughter and I would love to invite you to dinner with us."

"You're so kind, sir, thank you." Lord Trevor inserted the card into his front pocket.

"Ah," exclaimed the priest, turning and looking at Grace, but not realizing the panicked look on his face.

"Here's my daughter."

Grace froze as her father smiled as a gesture for her to approach.

Lord Trevor's eyebrows curved meaningfully when he saw Grace.