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The cynical Earl of Brandmere has the rug pulled out from under him by the outrageous Miss Campion.
"YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVE I WOULD RATTLE AROUND AS A GHOST. WHAT UTTER FUSTAIN!"
Despite her protests, Suzanna Campion's scheming uncle was determined to open Grapewood's ramshackle doors to the idle ton willing to pay fro a glimpse of the estate's residing apparition, the Silver Lady.
The dashing Earl of Brandmere was a most reluctant guest, convinced anything connected to the Campion name smelled like last week's fish. That is, until he met the infuriating, unconventional, and utterly charming Miss Campion and her bevy of antiquated beasts and impossible servants.
The earl showed remarkable humor after being plowed down by a pig. However, his accusations of Suzanna's "ghost playing" were outside of enough! Especially when his nearness had become so very intoxicating...