Miles just smirked at the mention of incriminating evidence. He hoped he'd managed to remove any old photographs of himself, but who knew what Verity had stashed up her sleeves. "I'm sure if she did, only you'd be able to persuade her to part with them.
Liam clapped his hands and jumped up and down, excited at the thought of horses, and perhaps meeting a new friend in Lettie's brother. Miles smiled. Even though he knew Lettie wasn't fond of her family, or her brother, a boy around his age would make a good playmate. Much better stock than that halfblood kid of Millicent's.
He smirked before putting his hands up in protest at the paint, unable to help himself with laughter as Liam chuckled and squealed in delight at the paint fight.
"New Mummy Lettie?" Miles asked, wondering just what had gone on before he came in the room. "Do I really want to ask?"