SEVENTY SEVEN – WHEN PLANS BACKFIRE…

Luke reeled in pleasant shock at his grandfather’s declaration. He was very much aware of the tiny building which had been erected six months ago for Lord George’s personal bodyguard.

The house was barely spacious enough for one person, talk more of an entire family of three.

The Carmichaels, on the other hand, looked like they’d been shot in the foot with a rifle. It took all of Luke’s self control not to burst into a fit of uncultured laughter at the look of horror on their faces.

“What are you talking about?” Fiona whispered, her voice tinged with disbelief. “The agreement was that my family and I will stay in your mansion for two weeks, not the boys’ quarters.”

“Exactly.” Lord George agreed with a tiny shrug. “Your deal clearly stated that you will stay in my mansion. This entire premises is my mansion, including the boys’ quarters.

You never said that you’ll be at liberty to choose which part of the mansion you decide to stay in for the next two weeks… so I took the initiative a
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