It was almost as though she’d been slapped. Obviously, deep down, she’d held out some forlorn hope Harry would ride to the rescue at some late hour – otherwise she wouldn’t feel so crushed at this news. Harry had a gambling habit and Rosie hadn’t suspected. The startling truth was crushing: Even if she’d been able to convince Theo to sell the manor back to the family, Harry would not have had the money left to give him. “You didn’t know about Harry’s gambling problem?” Rosie shook her head. It seemed there was a lot she didn’t know and Theo was wasting no time filling in the blanks. “I thought as much when you suggested yesterday he’d buy back the manor,” Theo surmised, his keen golden eyes scrutinising her horrified features. “You should forget your brother. His behaviour has been atrocious. Not only has he done nothing to help you raise Evie, but he’s been actively working against you by plundering the estate assets to fund his party lifestyle.” Rosie pushed back from the desk and began to pace the frayed carpet.
