(Count Velmo. A few weeks back.)
"Another excuse? Correct me if I'm wrong, Miss Erica, but isn't this the third time this conversation is happening?" Velmo asked, his jaw resting on his fist.
Right in front of him was Erica. She was kneeling with her head bowed.
Count Ernest Velmo, known to be arrogant and rude, with a mouth that held no boundaries. He ruled over seven Viscounties under him, each of them having successful growth since he was appointed.
Normally, it would be almost impossible for a Count to see eye to eye with a lowly Baron.
But, after hearing of the one the Duchess herself favored, he became intrigued and began to think of ways to get close to the Montclair family.
Only for him to learn they were struggling financially.
For a family close to the Duchess, he thought they'd be living the best life, the kind every noble wished they had.
