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"I appreciate the confidence you have in me to think I would arrive at an event alone on purpose," he responded with the same tone of confidence he was referring to. Stamford had, in fact, come here alone on purpose. He was not so blind to see what may be the reasons, beneficial in some way or another, for his invitation to such a gathering. Considering those in attendance, he was beginning to have his suspicions and suddenly he was glad for his decision. While being without someone on his arm for the evening made him vulnerable to interactions such as these, subjected to the same repeated offers of, you should meet my daughter, or, I know the perfect woman for you, or, I think the two of you would look so handsome together.
"You must have someone in mind," he countered with an amused grin. "Who is the lady you would enjoy seeing me paired up with, Ms. Goyle?" It came as no surprise to Stamford that Fanny would mention her enjoyment of seeing him paired up with someone. He was well aware his relationship status was a consistent point of contention and one that he learned to handle gracefully when inquired about it.
"Ah," he let out with a gentle laugh. "Of course. Then again, who says you would lose me as a customer if I were to be paired up with someone? I can't imagine going to anyone else for finer pieces to gift the woman in my life, whether she is my girlfriend, fiance, or wife." He paused a moment, about to bring his drink to his lips, but stopping as his glass reached chest level. "But speaking of relationships. How is your engagement?"