The Menace of Lord Douglas Ashton

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Afterward, Creighton and Lady Agatha smiled at each other as they hold hands. Lord Douglas Ashton, seeing his niece Lady Agatha Ashton's repugnant behavior from a distance, became enraged. Jason Holmes, who had been standing next to him, now seemed disinterested in being engaged to Lady Agatha. Lady Agatha Ashton does not want to get involved in any kind of covetous behavior, and that is the truth.

"Are you saddened by your niece's sudden demeanor?" Jason Holmes said, with an arrogant face as he sipped his champagne, and added.

"The way I see it, it seems that Lady Agatha is quite a rebellious woman yet the type of woman that cannot be controlled by anyone regardless of status. So, good luck." As he closely tapped Lord Douglas's right shoulder and whispered.

"I do not wish to be part of your menacing plan, Lord Douglas. You know yourself that I am a man who devours men and not women. So, don't bother me anymore if you do not wish your plan to be wasted."

He smirked as he looked at Lord Douglas Ashton who did not say anything, as he clears his throat, and fixed his tie with furrowed eyebrows as he looked at Jason Holmes.

**

"Oh, Lady Agatha Ashton" Lord Brighton approached her from a distance with his wife Isabela with an open arm.

"Uncle Brighton, hello, Lady Isabela" Lady Agatha kindly greeted them as Creighton nodded in a gesture of greetings and politeness.

"Look at you, you still look so stunning to me even with that scar. If only you did not have that accident, you will be the most beautiful woman in this city" Lord Brighton's calm face as he smiled.

Lady Agatha smiled.

"And, you brought such a fine handsome man with you that all the ladies in the ball are head over heels for him." Lady Isabela admired.

Creighton softly whispered in her ears, "Lady Agatha, should I get you something to drink as you talk to them"

"Yes, please." Lady Agatha whispered back as Creighton went to get something to drink while Lord Brighton and Lady Isabela looked where he went.

"Is it true? That, that, the young man is your husband? and you have a child with him?" Lord Brighton worriedly asked.

Lady Agatha simply smiled while she was holding her masked.

"It's a long story, Uncle. I hope you understand that I don't want people to meddle with my personal life. But he is a good man that I trust." Lady Agatha politely said.

"I understand, but I am glad to see you after such a long time. I and Isabela truly wish to see you, but we also understand the grieving that you have held for so long. Your father is like a brother to me, and you know that. And, to us, you are like our daughter even though we are not lucky to have one." Lord Brighton said as Lady Isabela, hold his left arm as a gesture of compassion.

"Yes, dear, you are like a daughter to us, so, let us know if you need anything." Lady Isabela pleasantly said, as she gently waved back and forth her laced-feather hand fan.

"Don't worry, I am glad to be here tonight."

**

While Lady Agatha was having a conversation, Creighton was about to get a glass of champagne but was intervened by Lord Douglas Creighton halfway. Creighton looked at Lord Douglas who was not pleased to see him, furrowed looked.

"Now, I remember, you are that man who's with Butler Donald, at the manufacturing company." Lord Douglas's arrogant face.

"Yes, I am, Lord Douglas." Creighton politely greeted him.

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