A Mayfair foe.

The unexpected words that came out of her father's mouth caused panic to surge in her bones for one, it seemed like pretty soon, it was possible for this news to hit the gossip mill and she would become a woman to be pitied because Dickson had harassed her and two, never before had she seen her father's eyes glint with a murderous intent.

Furthermore, fear than worry spread through her veins, she was worried about what her brothers would do, one had already declared that he was going to kill Dickson, what if he made good on his words. Phoebe did not want them to become murderers, after all her harassment had happened in another life, not this one. They did not need to go to battle for her.

She could feel their furious gazes looking at her as if in search of unsaid answers. She opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it for she wasn't sure about what to say, what if she aggravated the situation.