Agatha's smile fell to a frown. "You have come here about Eloise? Why?"
Why would anyone be searching for Eloise here when this was no longer her home?
"I have never met your daughter. I wanted to see the face of the woman who has troubled Eloise. Not only trying to spoil her name, but you also stood by your husband when he murdered her father. As women, we must draw a line where we support our husbands," Viola said, disgusted by the woman Agatha was.
Agatha scoffed, her fingers raking through her hair to push it from her face. "Now she sends her noble peers to trouble me. Is it not enough that I have left her alone? She marries a Hawthorne, and suddenly she can send a countess to my home."
Eloise was on a high horse, just as Agatha thought, but no one listened to what she had to say. The little innocent Eloise had changed.
