Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 887

"I had some things to take care of earlier, but I'm afraid I can't share the details. I hope you understand," Finn said in a calm voice.

Christine seemed to buy it, nodding slightly. "I see."

Finn nodded in agreement. "Exactly."

Christine smiled, but her eyes narrowed. "You went to handle your business, but what about the others?"

"They have their own matters to attend to."

"So," Christine's gaze sharpened, "all of you are busy, and there's no one guarding the hotel entrance. Aren't you worried that while he's in bed with me, an enemy might come and kill him?"

There was a pause as Finn found himself momentarily lost, as though his young master was casually questioning him about any mistakes he might have made, only to coldly assign him to some remote outpost, much like Primo in Africa.

Realizing the danger of saying too much, he decided to keep it simple. "Ms. Jackson, it’s not safe outside. You should wait for Mr. Northwood here in the hotel."

Christine didn't buy into the supposed danger. She needed to see Duke Northwood and then make a quick escape back to Vista Town. Being in an unfamiliar place with Dailey having so many enemies, she didn't want to take any chances.

"If you don't step aside, I'll scream for help. There are cameras everywhere, and," she stepped closer, "what do you think your master will do if he thinks you laid a hand on me?"

Finn felt that the Clarkson family’s concern about Christine lacking the background to be with Dailey was unfounded. Serena had a good family background, yet she was still taken away by The Warrens and eventually had to plead for Dailey's help. Nelly had schemed against Christine, and even Dailey, as clever as he was, had been outmaneuvered. Why blame Christine alone for not being able to help Dailey on his thorny path?

She was quite impressive, after all.

"Ms. Jackson," Finn continued, "Primo has been sent to Africa. Now it’s just the four of us with the young master. If I’m gone too, dealing with Libby’s incident will be tough. You cared for Mr. Northwood once; surely you wouldn’t want him to lose half his life."

Christine remained indifferent. "That’s none of my business. I’m not his mother or his girlfriend. Besides, being with him puts me in danger."

"That’s not true," Finn protested. "Mr. Northwood would rather die than let you come to harm."