My Notorious Gentleman's

#34

"Yes." Yeah." Trevor managed to nod politely, but then he smiled at the little girl nearby.

"And who is this little princess?"

Grace and the boy, who were still holding hands, exchanged glances.

"This is my friend, Bitsy Nelcott. Bitsy, can you salute this man?"

Bitsy put her finger in her mouth and gave a pleading gaze to Grace so that she would not have to make the woman's request.

"Come, it's okay," urged Grace gently.

"You were the one who wanted to come with me to see him, right? Well?"

"Show this gentleman that you can salute, Bits!" miss Windlesham.

But Bitsy just shook her head, her hand still stuck in her mouth.

Trevor grinned and crouched down in front of the little girl.

"It's okay, Miss Nelcott. I am not one to require formalities. Sometimes there are times when we are afraid." Trevor took a flower and presented it to Bitsy.

"This is for you."

Bitsy accepted it while smiling warily.

"What did you say?" grace hatch.

"Thank you," muttered Bitsy, barely audible.

"Together." Smiling, Trevor stood up straight again.

Miss Kenwood seemed to be beginning to recall her original purpose, she looked at Trevor and said.

"Well! We're not gonna, um, disturb you while you're weighing this house, Lord Trevor. I only visited for a moment to remind you, that your invitation to eat at our residence still applies..."

Before Grace could finish her speech, Miss Windlesham clapped her hands, cutting off Grace's speech.

"Oh, that's right! What a great idea! You should come to Windlesham Hall for dinner, Mu Lord, and Grace, you and your father should also come, since you all know each other. Our food ruanh is much bigger than your house, so in my house, we can all get to know each other better! It's perfect! My mom would be so happy. Our chef is that chef..."

For Trevor himself, he had absolutely no interest in meeting the Windlesham family, at least not now, dinner with the Kenwood family was half the reason for coming all the way to this place, although maybe he should have sent the news of his arrival first.

"We can tell you all the gossip about the important people here, because of course, we know everyone..."

"Callie," finally Grace spoke wisely.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea."

His tone sounded so diplomatic it could definitely amaze his colleagues at the State Department, Trevor thought amusedly.

"Omong empty!" The girl glared at Grace silently, and probably thought that Trevor had not seen her.

"My mom would be so upset if she didn't have dinner with us! she said between her gritty teeth, and at that moment Grace paled with understanding.

"I don't want to bother," Trevor cut.

Trevor did not want to put Grace in the position that made her hostile to the most powerful woman in the village.

Every village does have some kind of queen like that, and Calpurnia's mother, the lady of Windlesham Hall, breaks one of them in Thistleton.

Trevor clearly did not want to be the cause of the rift between Her Ladyship and Grace, or have Grace deny the village leader's will.

"I'm not sure how long it will take me to finish this" Trevor explained in a slightly disappointed tone.

"I brought my own stuff in the car. My habits as a soldier. I'll be back in London before dark" Trevor added.

"I can eat by myself, but thanks to both of you. You guys are really good."

"Anything that doesn't trouble you, My Lord," Grace offered a smile that could almost hide her disappointment.

"Come on, Calpurnia, if His Lordship decides to buy Grange, we'll have plenty of time to socialize with him later. Give us a ride back home, will you, right? It's too far for a little leg, Bitsy."

"All right," the young girl grumbled.

"Hopefully have a good day, ladies," Trevor said, nodding politely as a farewell.

And while Calpurnia rode her horse's chariot sulking, Trevor winked at Grace.