Chapter 75

From what little he’d heard about the second Mayfield brother, Julien wasn’t terribly surprised by his preferred moniker.

“Please come in.” Kit gestured toward the drawing room. “I apologize for the mess,” he added, nodding toward the trunks and boxes littering the foyer. “We only arrived last night and the majority of our things were delivered this morning.”

Julien didn’t move from the doorway, and noticed Cordelia hadn’t, either. “We’ve no wish to impose.” He wanted to get out of the house immediately and digest this unbelievable turn of events.

“In truth,” Cordelia explained, “we called because we thought Dearborne had returned. I beg your pardon, I mean Mr. Mayfield,” she corrected, then looked in Chance’s direction and added, “Mr. Leander Mayfield.”

“You know Lee?” Kit asked, his tone unusually casual.

“Yes. He’s an excellent young man.” Cordelia smiled. “We haven’t seen for some weeks and were beginning to worry.”