Hope couldn’t help but smile at herself. She really shouldn’t have been surprised—Penelope’s mind would never think of something this clever.

But she paused for a moment, thinking about Easton. The poor guy had gotten tripped up by the Old Mrs. yet still managed to keep an eye on her. Was it too cold-hearted to ignore the Farrells entirely? Maybe she should send Easton a little “gift” later…

No. She’d deal with that later.

Pulling her attention back, Hope looked at the scene in front of her. Oliver was surrounded, his face pale, eyes wide, like a ghost had taken over him. He was clearly terrified.

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