Florrie seethed with anger.
She hadnât seen Lucinda in years, but she was still as unbearable as ever.
She wished she could tear Lucindaâs mouth apart right then and there.
But after a moment, her anger dissipated and she smiled smugly.
âCongratulations are in order,â Florrie started.
âLast night, Mr.
Payne came to our house and your father has agreed to marry you into the Payne family.
Looks like youâre getting married again.
â
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âWhat?!â
Lucindaâs expression took a drastic turn.
âHow could he make such a decision without even consulting me?â
Florrie lifted her chin haughtily.
âYou can go upstairs and ask him yourself.
â
Lucinda didnât waste any more of her time exchanging words with Florrie.
She stormed up the stairs and heading straight for her fatherâs study.
Florrie couldnât help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over her.
Rumor had it that Mr.
Payneâs eldest grandson had a vicious temper.
He had a history of mistreating the women his grandfather had sent to his room, some of whom were even left unconscious and injured.
Again, he had reportedly been extremely disfigured in a border battle, leaving
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him with an unsightly appearance.
Florrie couldnât help but giggle.
She would be so delighted if Lucinda ended up with someone like him.
With this pleasant image in mind, Florrie sauntered off to the kitchen to check on the soup.
As Lucinda marched towards her fatherâs study, her anger continued to fester.
She pushed open the door, ready to give her father a piece of her mind.
As soon as she stepped in, she saw her father, Atticus sitting in a wheelchair looking so old.
When he caught sight of her, his face lit up with joy and tears welled up in his eyes.
âLook whoâs here.
Come here, sweetheart! Let me take a good look at you,â Atticus said with a grin.
Lucinda felt a swirl of emotions as she made her way to him and crouched down by his side.
âWhat happened to your legs, Dad? You were perfectly healthy when I left,â she asked, concern etched on her face.