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Owen faced the young man. “Then I would like you to do something for me. Write a list of places and people whom I should seek out while I am in London. Lady Fernsby it not as familiar with my habits in the city.” Because I was an idiot and abandoned her in the countryside. “Can you do that for me?”

“Of course, sir. You want male and female names?”

“Why do you ask that? Of course, I want to speak with anyone with whom I spent a decent amount of time with while I stayed in London.”

Tom looked away. What was wrong with the man?

“If there is something troubling you, please tell me.” Owen’s gaze bore into the valet.

“Forgive me, sir, it’s just that the first name that comes to mind is your…” Tom cleared his throat. “It’s your mistress, Violet James.”

The bottom of Owen’s stomach dropped. So there had been someone else. A bitter taste rose in his throat, but he swallowed hard to force it back down. No wonder Selena did not want to go to London. It was a reminder of his infidelity.

“Do you know where she lives?”

Tom nodded. “I know the address. You would have me send deliveries around to the house.”

“Then I will have to pay a call on Miss James, and anyone else whom you think would be useful. We can discuss it more tomorrow. That will be all for tonight.”

“Good night, your lordship.”

“Good night, Tom.”

Owen crawled under the sheets after turning the bedside lamp off. He lay in the darkness, his mind whirling with questions. London would be the place to find the answers, he was sure of it. No matter what he discovered, the only thing that mattered was protecting Selena. His ugly past was going to come out, and Selena was in danger of being hurt the most. He let out a loud sigh. It would not be easy or pleasant, but Owen was determined to uncover his past and make amends. Eventually, exhaustion set in, and Owen fell asleep.

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