Now, the Andersons were desperate. Their debts were mounting and their political influence was weakening. Their name no longer carried the weight it once had, and their eldest daughter had become the subject of gossip.
Alistair knew that desperation made people predictable that was why he had begun considering the next move.
The Andersons still had something valuable, something they had not yet realized could be used against them.
Their daughters.
Francesca had arrived in London and immediately attracted attention, but Alistair had no interest in pursuing the obvious prize.
Francesca was surrounded by admirers. She was protected. Watched. Desired. Too many eyes were already upon her.
However, Penelope was different.
She'd spent years making herself difficult to reach. She was guarded, suspicious, and unwilling to trust easily.
And, most importantly, she was already vulnerable.
