Sinclair’s voice reached them first from the doorway, drawing an involuntary frown from Sophia.

Sinclair, to her, was as grating as Hector—arrogant, ingratiating, and utterly undeserving. A man like that had no business being anywhere near her sister.

Her unease flickered visibly before she forced it aside, her focus narrowing on the figure beside Sir Zeller. Sterling. Of all the men Sophia knew, he was the only one who had ever been close to her ...