Kiss Me, Don’t Talk: A Blizzard Night’s Confession novel Chapter 6

“Whether you work or not doesn’t matter at all. A woman’s value is in supporting her husband and raising children, not working herself to exhaustion day and night.”

Steady footsteps sounded behind them, each one calm and measured, like coins dropping onto fine porcelain.

“The Blair family doesn’t keep freeloaders.”

Helena set down her teacup and stood up from the ornate cushion, her smile bright and practiced. “Latham, you’re here.”

Latham glanced over at Georgiana. She looked a little lost, blinking up at him as he crossed the room and stopped at her side. “Why didn’t you wait for me?”

Georgiana’s voice was soft and gentle. “I didn’t want to disturb you.”

He slipped his arm lightly around her waist. “Taking you home could never be a disturbance.”

Latham’s presence filled the room. He always looked so unbothered, eyes steady and clear, his sharp jaw and strong profile only looking colder in the sunlight.

Helena remembered what Irene had told her. She would never risk an open confrontation. Sensing Latham’s lack of response, Helena swallowed her pride and forced another smile. “Come, have a seat, both of you.”

“Let’s just sit and talk.”

She turned to the butler. “Bring tea.”

Latham stayed right where he was, his eyes suddenly narrowing with a dangerous glint, though his voice sounded almost lazy. “Is it a Gates family thing to have someone stand while the elders talk?”

Helena’s confidence faltered. Not even Okaes would dare challenge Latham openly.

“Of course not.” The smile faded from Helena’s face as she scrambled for an excuse. “I haven’t seen Gigi in ages. I just got so caught up talking that I forgot to ask her to sit.”

Latham glanced at Georgiana and asked casually, “Is that true?”

Georgiana’s brows drew together for a moment. She knew she couldn’t say otherwise. If she did, Helena would make her pay for it a hundred different ways.

Helena got flustered and quickly tried to fix it. “You don’t really think I’d bully Gigi, do you?”

Latham’s gaze slid over to Helena, his tone dropping colder. “It wouldn’t surprise me.”

Helena went pale, forcing an awkward laugh before changing the subject. “Of course not.”

“It’s getting late. Why don’t we all have dinner together as a family?”

Latham reached for Georgiana’s hand, finding it chilly. “Let’s do that another time. I already made dinner reservations for tonight.”

Helena let out a breath, her smile stretched and strained. “That’s fine, I won’t keep you from your date.”

“Helena.”

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