The Golden Marguerite — Ann Stanfield

SHE HAD ADORED SIR JUSTIN SINCE SHE HAD BEEN A GIRL.

Now, a few years later, Olivia of the emerald eyes and sunset hair discovered him not only to be indifferent, but actually hostile.

Was it her gambling fathers fault? He had misappropriated funds while working for Sir Justin. Or had the Golden Marguerite, the radiant and sensual French refugee, so captured his heart that he had eyes for no one else?

Olivia almost gave up dreaming of Sir Justin. But Sir Justin could not erase the memory of Olivia. How sweet was the recollection of her young body that day he rescued her on horseback so many years before. Now it appeared she was after his younger brother's fortune.

But Olivia had no idea of this -- or of what was in his heart -- until it was almost too late...