Ophelia's POV

Arthur sneered and regarded Leo as if he were something revolting that had stuck to the bottom of his shoe. I shared that sentiment entirely.

"This isn't about romantic conquest," he replied in a carefully controlled tone, his hand curling into a fist underneath the table. "If Leo had brought her flowers and written her a love poem, we wouldn't be having this conversation."

"So what's it about then?" Catherine asked, ...