Leo Joyce glanced at the people in the room, his tone laced with a hint of sarcasm. "So, did she come?" He knew she hadn't, but he still had to ask. 'What if she came while I was asleep?'
"—" Lucy lowered his head again. He knew that if he told him the truth, Young Master Joyce would probably tear him limb from limb.
"Speak up! Did she come or not?" As Leo Joyce asked the question, he was no longer expecting the answer he wanted to hear.
Lucy looked up and said uneasily, "She did come... It's just..."
'She came?' His heart felt like it was on a roller coaster, soaring one moment and plunging the next. "Just what?"
"It's just that at the time, Young Master Joyce, you were drunk and with Ancestor Avery. And when Miss Grayson arrived, you and Ancestor Avery were holding each other in a tight embrace, heads touching, behaving intimately..."
Utterly exhausted by the news, Leo Joyce asked in a heavy voice, "Why was Amelia here, too?" He distinctly remembered being with Ian Shaw...
