Who Will Take This Man?
Excerpt
Chapter One
Meredith Chilton-Grizedale pursed
her lips and stroked her chin as she slowly circled Lady
Sarah Markham, who stood upon the dressmaker's platform.
Meredith's gaze critiqued the slender form garbed
in the elegant, pale blue wedding gown, noting every detail, from the demure square neckline to the elaborate ruffled
flounce. A satisfied smile threatened to curl her lips
upward, but she staunchly subdued it. One could not afford
to be too effusive when dealing with Madame Renée,
Oxford Street's most exclusive milliner. For every compliment
Madame received, she clearly felt compelled to
increase her already exorbitant prices.
"You look lovely, Lady Sarah," Meredith said. "Lord
Greybourne will be besotted the moment he sees you." A
tiny flutter of something that felt suspiciously like envy
rippled through Meredith, surprising and irritating her.
She slapped the feeling aside like a bothersome insect and
gazed at the beautiful young woman standing before her.
Pride instantly supplanted her errant twinge of envy.
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