An heir might struggle with familial bonds, but they absolutely could not succumb to something as volatile as romantic love. Yet here Yardley was, risking everything for a woman.
"Dad," Starla said, pulling him from his thoughts. "The training classes you arranged for me before... I want to resume them."
Elmer's brow twitched in surprise. "You..."
"I'm a daughter of the Hoggart family. Since I've decided to stay, I refuse to be some fragile victim who constantly needs a bodyguard."
She knew Luce was one of Elmer's top men. The fact that her father had assigned him to her meant he viewed her as someone who couldn't protect herself.
"Alright," Elmer agreed without hesitation. If his princess wanted to learn how to bare her fangs, he would give her the best instructors in the world.
Starla smiled. "Thank you, Dad."
...
That night, Elmer had his staff prepare the VIP suite next door for Starla.
The moment her head hit the pillow, her phone lit up. Yardley was calling again. Then, Susanna.
Susanna must have found out that Elmer was hunting Fairfax.
Starla silenced her phone, rolled over, and went to sleep.
...
Back at Hoggart Castle.
It took Yardley a full hour to finally join Jane in the parlor. He had clearly spent that time coordinating damage control for Susanna and Fairfax.



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