When He Was Wicked (Bridgertons, #6)

by Julia Quinn

one ought to remain true to oneself, even while living a lie—he’d

“It isn’t gossip,” Hyacinth retorted. “It’s the honest dissemination of information.”

“Mother,” she said, shaking her head, “you really should have stopped at seven.” “Children, you mean?” Violet asked, sipping at her tea. “Sometimes I do wonder.”