“Now, as I have already told you, I will pay ten thousand a year to you for marrying my daughter so that she might live in relative comfort, along with my grandchild.”
A snort of muffled laughter escaped Brodie. Ten thousand pounds was enough for relative comfort? If that was the case, then he had lived in abject poverty. If Brock hadn’t married Rafe’s sister, their family castle would have crumbled to gravel. Their family had lost their fortune years ago after their mother had died.
“I shall let you rest and think on it.” Jackson turned to leave, but he paused in the doorway. “I love my daughter, Mr. Kincade. She deserves the best in life. A man who loves her and her coming child. While I am sorely disappointed that you did not do the honorable thing with regards to her, I hope very muc
