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Christina and Byron joined his father and mother in the kitchen, and their engagement party continued. His father waved him over, and he was relieved to know that the old man hadn’t overheard the conversation that had happened in the dining room. There was no doubt that it would get to him (that he would hear it through the grape veine, and there would be a confrontation. Thankfully, it didn’t have to happen tonight. Byron knew that his fiancé hated Lucy. It was an old feud. She had tried to explain it to him once, but he’d cut her off. He didn’t care. She hated William too. She didn’t like most of his family either, though she tried to hide it. None of that bothered them though. She was a small minded woman who looked for people to squabble with. Christina was his fiancée, but he wasn’t