Chapter 128

Alfie actually laughed and Sam clenched his fists. “Indeed I do, but, my love, you are a whore, what do you know about estate management?”

It all happened very quickly, and then, Sam was nursing bruised knuckles, and Alfie was wagging his jaw and blinking rapidly. The others were talking loudly. Sam shook his hand and wondered if he had broken something, the pain was so intense. “Sorry,” he mumbled, “shouldn’t have done that but…” He shook his head and turned to leave, but Harry and Charlie stood with him and stopped him.

“I think that the boy deserves to be heard,” Charlie said. Sam smiled at him. Charlie was a good man.

Alfie sighed and straightened his coat. “Sam, you have my most heartfelt apology. Sometimes I simply cannot help myself, and you do make it so damnably easy…oof!” Gareth’s elbow connected nicely with his ribs, winding him a little.

Sam bristled, but restrained himself.