The Perfect Pretext

"How do you want me to help?" Elias asked, his voice calm but still holding that air of authority.

Daphne let out a quiet sigh, finally relaxing and carrying herself like the perfect socialite she'd been raised to be.

"Isn't Martha feeling under the weather? I was thinking you could get Dominic to head out tonight to the church in the suburbs to pick up a blessing charm for her.

"If you ask him to