That gentle voice carried like a clear mountain stream soft, unhurried, quietly commanding.
The butler reported immediately. "The young mistress's family came by, and she gave her sister a substantial number of gifts. Nearly two-thirds of the wardrobe Grayson had curated is now gone."
"Hm?"
"I already reported this to him. He was quite angry ordered me to have everything that was taken burned," the butler relayed honestly.
Julian's gentle, handsome face registered mild surprise before settling back into a soft smile. "Grayson getting angry over this is both expected and... not. Though I'll admit, wanting to burn every piece he ever gave her does surprise me a little."
"He's never cared about brand names or price tags before. None of it's ever meant anything to him." Julian's surprise
