The Price of a Favor

On the other end of the call, Camilla lounged on the sofa in her study, one leg crossed over the other as she casually swirled her coffee.

She said, "Getting old makes my memory a bit fuzzy. What exactly are you referring to, Blair?" Her tone was light, but the sarcasm in her smile was unmistakable.

She had only agreed to Blair's request out of courtesy to the Caldwell family, but that didn't mean