A Reticule for Scandal by Cecilia Rene

Prinny had given him. Fitz also did not see Miss Patience Grant. There was a small part of him that longed to see her again, but he wasn’t there for her or to rekindle any semblance of a relationship. Fitz was there for one thing. Once he had the reticule, he would return to London and his lonely life. After he received the funds, his sole purpose was to restore Worthington Abbey, so his mother and sister would have a decent home. This wasn’t about him and a failed relationship years ago. This was his only hope to free himself from the insurmountable debt that he had inherited from his cousin. As he peered at every lady with a reticule, he only saw a handful, and none matched Prinny’s description. It would’ve helped if the Regent had given him any detail on the woman he was meeting. Fitz stood in front of their host, Viscount Hightower, who had always been a very amenable gentleman. He was tall with a small round belly and bald head. His friendly gray eyes surveyed Fitz. “I’m astonished to see you back in Brighton and as an earl no less,” Hightower said, his eyes full of excitement. “Yes, it has been some years,” Fitz told him, taking pleasure in the man’s jovial behavior. “The Earl of Killingworth, how extraordinary.” Hightower leaned forward like he was telling a secret. “You were visiting Reeves then I believe.” “Yes. Reeves and I went to Shrewsbury together along with Stonelake here⁠—" “Yes! I remember the connection. You were a solicitor then,” the viscount said, suddenl