CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY THREE – STRIFE OVER ROMANCE

As Charlotte poured out her heart, Anya listened with growing indignation. "That vile man!" she hissed, her eyes flashing with anger. "And Lady Griffith, how could she stoop so low as to encourage his advances?" Charlotte sighed, her shoulders slumping with exhaustion. "I don't know what to do, Anya. Every time I think Richard and I have a chance at happiness, another obstacle appears." Anya took Charlotte's hands in her own, her grip firm and reassuring. "Listen to me, Charlotte. You and Richard have something rare and precious. A love that can withstand any storm. Don't let the machinations of others rob you of that." Charlotte nodded, drawing strength from her friend's words. "You're right, Anya. I can't let them win. But what can I do? Mr. Atwell is relentless, and Lady Griffith holds so much power over my life here." Anya's eyes sparkled with determination. "We'll find a way, Charlotte. Together. First, we must inform Richard of what has transpired. He deserves to know the tru