The eighteenth-century country house was exactly as he remembered. Restored sympathetically, the old farm would make a lovely family home for him and Harry. And maybe even Victoria and Sophie if he were lucky. A week ago he'd have had no hesitation in buying the property out from under the miserable old farmer without caring if he had somewhere else to go. But in the last few days, he'd changed. Harry running away had been a wake-up call—opened Adam's eyes to the fact that it was easy to make mistakes with family, even when you were certain you were doing the right thing. Nothing could excuse the way Andrews had treated Victoria and Sophie, but in his own way, the man probably thought his feelings were justified. After all, Victoria's grandmother had interfered in his relationship with his daughter. Anyway, Adam was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. It was easy to judge other people harshly without knowing exactly what had happened. Instead of making this a tragedy for Andrews, he hoped he could give him the chance for a fresh start.
