Honourable Lies by Fran Connor - Book Tour + Giveaway
Honourable Lies
by Fran Connor
Genre:
Historical Romance
Historical Romance
Victorian England with its hypocritical mores, a poor orphan girl elevated to
High Society where she learns how to be a 'Lady', a handsome and
wealthy love interest and a dastardly baddie combine to make this
Romatic Thriller a page turner that you won't put down. The road up
from the gutter is long; the way back may be quicker unless Victoria
can outwit her Nemesis and overcome her jealousy.
High Society where she learns how to be a 'Lady', a handsome and
wealthy love interest and a dastardly baddie combine to make this
Romatic Thriller a page turner that you won't put down. The road up
from the gutter is long; the way back may be quicker unless Victoria
can outwit her Nemesis and overcome her jealousy.
Victoria strode off to find Mrs Jolyon,
whom she thought would probably be in the kitchen with the boiler man. Indeed,
she was. Victoria opened the kitchen door to find Mrs Jolyon on her back across
the pine table, her drawers on the floor and her skirts up around her chest.
The boiler man’s trousers were round his ankles and he was pumping hard.
Victoria looked in horror at the sight. She
knew some boys and girls at the orphanage did it though she had not. She was
shocked to see her employer in this position and thought about kind Mr Jolyon
so far away. She did not know what to do. Had Mrs Jolyon seen her? If not, she
could pretend that she never saw anything. Then her eyes met those of Mrs
Jolyon.
‘Oh my God, not again!’ screamed Mrs
Jolyon.
Victoria slammed the door and stood in the
hallway, wondering what on earth she was going to do.
Flustered, Mrs Jolyon burst out of the
kitchen, now fully clothed. ‘Come with me, Victoria, I need to talk to you.’
Victoria followed her into the kitchen. The
boiler man now wore his clothes and a sheepish look.
‘You did not see anything,’ said Mrs
Jolyon.
‘I did not see anything,’ said Victoria.
‘You can’t trust her,’ said the boiler man.
‘You’re probably right,’ said Mrs Jolyon.
‘I won’t say a word, honest,’ said Victoria.
‘Too risky,’ said the boiler man.
‘Yes,’ said Mrs Jolyon.
‘Please, Ma’am, I won’t say anything.’
‘Go and get your things. I’m afraid you
will have to leave,’ said Mrs Jolyon.
‘But . . .’
‘And do not think you can blackmail us,
young lady. We’ll say you were dismissed for stealing, like the other one,’
said the boiler man.
Victoria knew she would have to go. ‘May I
have a reference, Ma’am?’
‘No, that could complicate matters if you
were dismissed for stealing,’ said the boiler man.
‘Get out now,’ said Mrs Jolyon. ‘And leave
the clothes I lent you behind. Do not speak to Elizabeth on the way out.’
Fran Connor is British and lives in SW France with his wonderful wife Viv,
their dog Molly and chickens. He claims he's living in that area for
the lifestyle and weather which he says helps an author's creative
juices. It may just be an excuse to drink wine and lounge in the sun.
He writes novels, nine published so far with two more coming out
soon.
their dog Molly and chickens. He claims he's living in that area for
the lifestyle and weather which he says helps an author's creative
juices. It may just be an excuse to drink wine and lounge in the sun.
He writes novels, nine published so far with two more coming out
soon.
In addition to novels, he also writes screenplays.
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