[Third-Person’s POV]
Alexander didn’t question his grandmother when she came into his office to tell him about his apparent plans for the evening. In fact, he was actually looking forward to them.
“Now that the truth has been let out, don’t you think it’s time for you and Evelyn to work on building your chemistry as a married couple?” Wendy asked him. “You and Evelyn are expected to have dinner in the formal dining room this evening.”
“You mean the dining room adjacent to the ballroom?” he questioned.
Wendy flashed a knowing smile and curtly nodded. “Perhaps, after dinner, you could demonstrate to Evelyn how good of a dancer you are...”
Needless to say, Alexander got the message she was trying to send to him. When six o’clock rolled around, he stopped whatever he was doing and head
