"I advise you not to disturb the two of them. You likely got his wife all pretty, and now they are in a small room together. It seems we won't have to wait too long for the Hawthorne heir," said Gage.
"Aiden, run," Silas said, watching with great amusement as Beatrice marched over to where Aiden stood. "She doesn't look happy."
Beatrice walked over to where Aiden stood and grabbed him by his shirt. "You told Lord and Lady Hawthorne we've been intimate."
Aide looked down at Beatrice. "It wasn't me. It was those two," he said, pointing at Silas. "I was going to keep why we know each other a secret."
"If it will keep you angry with him, he made it quite apparent that he has been seeing you," Silas said, trying to carry on the fight.
"Bastard," Aiden muttered.
Beatrice gripped Aiden's shirt and pulled him close, "You, come here tonight with the wine I like."
"What just happened?" Silas inquired, turning to Gage for an answer.
