Page 86 of Her Infuriating Duke

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

He glanced around then ushered her in. “Come inside; you can tell me what happened.”

Amber nodded, stepping in the room.

Christopher glanced back around the hall before shutting the door and turning his attention back to Amber.

She was just standing in the middle of the room, eyes darting around lost. Her eyes were red from crying. She was shaking like a leaf.

He came over to her. “What’s wrong?”

She shook her head.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?”

She shook her head again.

“That’s all right. What can I do?”

She shook her head a third time. “I don’t want to talk about it, but I think I have to.”

“Why, Amber? What happened? You’re starting to worry me.”

“I’m sorry.” She turned away. “Maybe I shouldn’t be here.”

“I didn’t say that. Whatever happened, I’m glad you came.”

He stood there, waiting for her next move.

After what felt like an eternity, she took a deep breath and held out the paper clutched in her shaking hand. “Perhaps it would be better if you simply read for yourself.”

He frowned. “What is it?”

She didn’t answer, simply shaking her head. “Just read it for yourself.”

He hesitated a moment more, shooting her another look before turning his attention to the paper.

What he saw there filled him with rage. Still, he knew he couldn’t let her see it. She would take it the wrong way. She wouldn’t understand. Most of all, he didn’t want her to think she was the problem.

He took a deep breath. “Do you have any idea who could have sent this?”

She grimaced “I think we both know the answer to that. It had to be either Simon or Thomas.”

“I think so too, but which of them do you think did it?”

“Does it matter?”

“I guess not.”

But that wasn’t quite true. As Christopher stood there, thoughts swirling like a storm, he wished he knew who he needed to direct his anger at.

If he knew who thought they could get away with pulling a stunt like this, then maybe he could talk some sense into whoever it was.

Without knowing who did it, there was only one way Christopher could think of to stop this.

To his surprise, he was more than willing to do that. There was no hesitation in him as he turned to her.

“You don’t need to worry. I won’t let this happen.”

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