CHAPTER 27

Edmund sat in the pub with a full glass of whiskey that he had barely touched as his head kept turning round in the room in search of Viscount William. His eyes turned to the stage where Sally was performing her usual seductive dance that did wonders in capturing the attention of all the patrons.

After she left the stage he was tempted to check up on her but decided against that. It was best if they continued keeping their distance from each other. He didn't want to hurt her the same way he did to other women. He used to be that type of man. He was the type of man, who didn't hesitate to take advantage of women like her. Women who wore their hearts on their sleeves, waiting for men like him to crush it.