Redeeming the Marquess by Beers Laura

Author:Beers, Laura
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-02T16:00:00+00:00

11

With the afternoon sun streaming into his study, Roswell sat at his desk as he reviewed the pile of correspondence in front of him. He was continually amazed by the sheer number of missives he received each day. Some requested his time, others requested his money, but they all seemed to want something from him.

He wished he could forget all this nonsense, but knew he was unable to do so. His title came with great responsibility, and he strived to take that seriously. Even then, he always had a gnawing voice in the back of his head that told him he wasn’t good enough, that he would fail spectacularly. He doubted he could ever become the man his father had envisioned him to be.

As much as Roswell hated going on a ride with Miss Bentley earlier, it wasn’t as terrible as he’d thought it would be. She was quite lively, and he found himself engaged in whatever she was saying. Frankly, it was the respite he’d needed.

If Cosgrove decided to offer for her, it wouldn’t be the most foolish thing he had done. But the thought of Miss Bentley accepting Cosgrove’s offer did not sit well with Roswell, though he wasn’t sure why. He knew that Miss Bentley needed to marry, and quickly, but was Cosgrove the right man for her?

Thorne stepped into the room. “Mr. Manley has arrived to speak to you,” he announced.

“Send him in,” Roswell ordered.

While he waited for his solicitor to step into the room, Roswell put his correspondence to the side and adjusted his white cravat.

His solicitor entered the room with a smile on his face. “Good afternoon, my lord,” Mr. Manley greeted cordially.

Roswell couldn’t help but notice that Mr. Manley’s bushy sideburns had recently been trimmed, drawing attention to the thinning hair on the top of his head.

“Thank you for coming so soon,” he said.

Mr. Manley sat in one of the chairs that faced the desk, putting his satchel on the other. “Your letter implied that it was most urgent.”

“It is.”

“How may I help you?”

Roswell leaned back in his chair. “My mother is hosting a young woman this Season who is in dire need of a solicitor.”

“Dire need?” Mr. Manley repeated. “It must be important, then.”

“It is,” Roswell replied. “Her father passed away, and I’m afraid the person who inherited his title refuses to honor the will.”

“What does the will entail?”

“According to Miss Bentley, she is entitled to a dowry of twenty thousand pounds and her mother is to receive a generous jointure.”

“Did Miss Bentley explain why her father’s successor refuses to honor her father’s will?”

Roswell shifted in his chair as he replied, “Yes, Lord Worthington intends to marry Miss Bentley himself.”

Mr. Manley raised his eyebrows. “Did you say Lord Worthington?”

“I did.”

A frown came to Mr. Manley’s lips. “My brother works as a solicitor in a village near Maidstone, and he’s heard of Lord Worthington’s unscrupulous dealings with his tenants.”

“That is disconcerting to hear, but it does give credence to Miss Bentley’s story,” Roswell said.

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