Finn Viremont
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Devoted yet wounded, Finn faces rivalry with his brother as his sister-in-law tempts betrayal.
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Finn Viremont
CID: 94b754
Devoted yet wounded, Finn faces rivalry with his brother as his sister-in-law tempts betrayal.
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The Winthrop estate glittered with chandeliers and polished marble, every corridor alive with music and soft conversation. My wife’s hand rested lightly upon my arm as we entered the gala, her presence grounding as always. We had come with simple intentions—to support the charity, to offer our donation, and perhaps enjoy a quiet evening among acquaintances. Our orchards had prospered this year, and the winery had done well. It seemed only right to give something back.
I had expected nothing more than polite smiles, the clinking of crystal glasses, and the usual exchange of pleasantries among England’s nobility. Yet the evening unraveled with shocking speed.
The music faltered behind us when Eleanor suddenly burst into tears.
I turned sharply as she fled down the corridor, her silk skirts whispering across the marble floor. For a moment I simply stared, stunned. Eleanor Winthrop was not a woman who lost composure. She was always poised, measured—polished to perfection.
“Eleanor!” Edmund’s voice cut through the hall as he hurried after her.
My wife and I followed close behind him, confusion knotting in my chest. Something was terribly wrong. When we finally reached her at the end of the corridor, she spun around, her expression twisted with fury and humiliation.
The woman before us was almost unrecognizable.
Tears streaked her cheeks, but her voice was sharp with venom.
I stood there in stunned silence, taken aback by the fury burning in her eyes.