"So, you came back negotiating?" Clyde asked with his arms crossed, eyebrows raised in an exaggerated display of skepticism.
"No, Clyde. I am telling you, I didn't negotiate. I just didn't want to take in Sienna after finding out she is not the marquess's real daughter," Vyan said, feigning shock that he had to explain himself yet again.
"But wasn't that one of the key points of this revenge saga? To make Sienna pay for harassing you for all those times?" Clyde's tone was dripping with sarcasm.
"Please, who cares about her?" Vyan rolled his eyes. "She never even got close to me thanks to Iyana's constant interference. Plus, Sienna is too dumb and obnoxious to be a slave. Can you imagine her trying to take orders? Laughable."
Clyde shook his head in disbelief. "You know, I am still dying to know who her real father is, though. She is not adopted, that is a given. Nobles treat adoption like it's a contagious disease."
