Read Online Someone to Watch Over Me by Lisa Kleypas - Free Book Online

bantam roosters who challenged him. He only fought when strictly necessary—and he always won. He took little pleasure in beating a man senseless. For Gerard, however, he might make an exception.
    Gerard’s face sagged in dismay as he beheld the giant figure before him. He smoothed the top of his disheveled head in a quick, nervous gesture. “No, I shan’t take you on,” he mumbled. “I wouldn’t lower myself to trade blows with a common bruiser.”
    Grant gestured toward the wing chair with exaggerated courtesy. “Then have a seat, my lord.”
    A new thought seemed to occur to Gerard, and he lowered himself heavily into the upholstered cushions. “Good God,” he said thickly. “Vivien’s dead, isn’t she? That’s what this is about.”
    Grant sat and leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his knees. He stared intently at Gerard’s flushed face. “Why do you say that?”
    Gerard spoke as if in a daze. “She’s gone missing for the past month, ever since she broke off our arrangement. Her servants were dismissed and the town house was closed. I went to balls Vivien was supposed to have attended, a soiree, a musical evening…No one knew where she was, or why she hadn’t come. Everyone assumed she had secluded herself with some new protector. But Vivien wouldn’t have stayed away from London that long unless something was drastically wrong.”
    “Why do you say that?”
    “Vivien is easily bored. She has a constant need for stimulation and amusement. A quiet evening at home would drive her mad. She hates to be alone. She insists on going to some soiree or party every night of the week. I could never match her pace.” Gerard gave a small, defeated laugh. “She stayed with me longer than with any of her other protectors—I’ve taken some measure of comfort in that.”
    “Does she have any enemies that you know of?”
    “No one I would label that way…but there are many who dislike her.”
    “What was Miss Duvall’s financial situation at the time she parted from you?”
    “Money pours through Vivien’s fingers like water. She didn’t have sufficient funds to last long. She had to find a new paramour without delay.”
    “Any notion of whom the next candidate might have been?”
    “No.”
    “What do you know of her family?”
    “She has none that I am aware of. As you might guess, our conversations rarely turned in that direction.” Gerard sighed and nibbled at a rough spot on one of his manicured cuticles. “Will this take much longer, Morgan? I have a thirst for more Armagnac.”
    “What direction did your conversations turn to?” Grant asked. “Does Miss Duvall have any particular hobbies or pursuits? Any new interests she has developed of late?”
    “None that exist outside of bed. Why, I doubt she’s ever even read a book.”
    “Any new acquaintances you were aware of? Male in particular?”
    Gerard rolled his eyes. “God Himself couldn’t account for all of Vivien’s male acquaintances.”
    “Tell me about the day she broke off your arrangement. Did you argue?”
    “Naturally. I had invested quite heavily in her, and I saw no reason things could not continue indefinitely. I’ve closed my eyes whenever she cared to have a dallaince. I became quite heated—I even threatened her—but she laughed in my face. I demanded to know the name of the man who would be my replacement, as I was certain that she wouldn’t leave me without first securing another arrangement. She was quite smug, and would say nothing except that she expected soon to marry into a great fortune.” He snorted with bitter amusement. “The idea! One doesn’t marry soiled goods like Vivien Duvall, unless he wants to be the laughingstock of England. Of course, I would put nothing past her. I suppose it’s possible she could have enticed some decrepit widower to make an offer for her.”
    “Were there witnesses to the argument?”
    “Vivien’s servants were aware of it, I’m certain. No doubt I raised the