Nick chuckled. “Then go and see to Violet’s dress, and I will see to—” He picked up the post that had been left next to his plate. “I will see to the bills.”
“Oh, Nicky, don’t concern yourself with them,” Charlotte frowned. “I’ve told you again and again that we could easily secure credit fr—” She stopped and gave a small smile. “Well, whatever you think is best.” She rose and left the breakfast room.