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Chapter Fifty Seven : Is that an invitation?
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Mysterious Billionaire is My Stepbrother Chapter Sixty One : You will tell your husband that the omelette was not a disaster.
Antoine Vauclair had been married twice, widowed once, and swindled by the other, and in all that time he had never once bought flowers at an airport.It was a Monday, in the middle of October, and it was raining on Heathrow in the dogged, personal way it rains on people who are waiting for someone. He stood at the barrier in the arrivals hall of Terminal 4 in his good camel coat and his second-best scarf, holding a bunch of tulips in cellophane, and wondering how a man of sixty-three had come to be doing this.The tulips were the first mistake. He had bought them from a kiosk in a moment of weakness at the sight of a young man in a tie selling them for fourteen pounds. The second mistake was that they were yellow. He had seen the colour in the kiosk and thought sunshine. He now saw it under the strip lights and thought, with horror, custard."Papa," said Rafe's voice in his memory, from a hundred childhood dinners, "you're doing the thing again.""I am doing nothing," Antoine told th
Mysterious Billionaire is My Stepbrother Chapter Sixty : Come back.
HMP Bronzefield looked, from the outside, like a very large and very expensive sixth-form college that somebody had forgotten to put windows in.Furina arrived at ten on the Saturday, in a plain navy coat, with her hair tied back and nothing in her pockets. She had been told what to leave behind and had left it all in the car with Mick: her phone, her keys, her pen, her purse, and a small laminated card Belle had pressed into her hand that morning, which said, in Mrs Hollis's handwriting and her daughter's crayon, MAMA GO. MAMA COME.The security was long and thorough and conducted with a flat, impersonal courtesy that Furina found more unnerving than shouting. She was patted down by a woman in a white shirt. She was scanned. She was sniffed, from knee to elbow, by a springer spaniel with the wounded dignity of a customs officer, who looked at her shoes and sneezed."That's Biscuit," said the officer holding his lead. "He does that to everyone he suspects of owning a cat.""I do own a
Mysterious Billionaire is My Stepbrother Chapter Fifty Nine : Work.
"Say that again," said Furina. "Slowly.""I'm sorry. I speed up when it matters." Noor Haddad pushed the remains of her wrap to one side, squared the napkin, took a pen from her coat pocket and, without seeming to notice she was doing it, ruled three columns on the back of the Pret paper bag. She had the neat quick hand of a woman who had been ruling columns since she was six."Three clients. I get given the small ones, the basement ones. Crispin calls them the clean quiet ones: nobody visits, nobody rings, nobody takes you to lunch. The partners don't want them, so they come to me. I said yes because I'm twenty-seven and I have a first-class degree in being grateful." She tapped the first column. "Kestrel Holdings Limited."Furina didn't move."Struck off the register eleven weeks after your mother's arrest, on a form with Crispin Lowe's initials on it, timestamped fourteen minutes past three in the morning. Crispin doesn't get up for a fire." Second column. "Vane Events Limited. Whi
Mysterious Billionaire is My Stepbrother Chapter Fifty Eight : I always eat when I’m frightened.
The ethical wall at Hartley Marsh was made of red tape, Post-it notes and Rupert.It went up on the Monday morning, six working days after the twins were born and five weeks after Furina had read twenty-six letters and built a spreadsheet she had no right to build. Margaret Hartley called her into the glass office at five to nine, shut the door, and stood behind her desk with her reading glasses pushed up into her steel-grey bob and her hands flat on a thick blue file marked PEMBRIDGE & LOWE — FRC REFERRAL — RESTRICTED."Ms Dunne," she said. "Effective as of this sentence, you are not to touch, discuss, think about or dream about this file.""I understand.""I don't think you do. This firm is instructed by the Crown on the tracing of Mrs Vauclair's assets. You are Mrs Vauclair's daughter. You are also the person who found the first thread of that tracing. If a defence barrister gets the smallest sniff that you have so much as looked at a spreadsheet, he will say your evidence is taint
Mysterious Billionaire is My Stepbrother Chapter Fifty Seven : Is that an invitation?
Tiffany Summers had been to a great many lunches in her life, and had never before been the person in charge of an emergency at one.It started, as the best emergencies do, in the middle of a toast.It was the last Sunday in September and the house in Primrose Hill was bursting. Antoine had come over from Bordeaux with a cheese in his hand luggage that had already been challenged by two airports. Mick was in the garden, guarding the rose and a Jaffa Cake. Valentina, Tommaso's soprano, a tiny fierce woman from Verona with a laugh that could crack plaster, was trying to teach Belle the first line of a Puccini aria and being told no in two languages. And Lizzy, thirty-four weeks and the size of a small planet, was installed at the head of the kitchen table with her feet on a chair, a cushion under each arm and an expression of calm that Tiffany had been watching for ten minutes with the particular dread of a woman who has seen the weather change."A toast," said Tommaso, standing up with
Mysterious Billionaire is My Stepbrother Chapter Fifty Six : I’ve known him since I was nine.
The Cavendish Club had been serving the same sole to the same men since 1871, and nobody had yet thought to ask the sole how it felt about it.Rafe came up the steps at five to one with his coat over his arm and a feeling he knew, with perfect clarity, from a night in the dark in a warehouse in Silvertown: the feeling of walking towards a thing he already knew the shape of, with his hands empty, hoping he was wrong.He had told Furina about the lunch in the car. He had told her again at the club's front door, by text, four words, and she had written back Did you eat? and he had written Not yet, and that had been the whole conversation. It was a rule he had made himself on the drive down from Ashcombe on Monday, and he intended to keep it. Whatever Lionel said, whatever Lionel ate, whatever Lionel's tie was doing, Furina would know all of it within the hour.He was not going to choose Monitor again. He had paid for that one in full."Dear boy."Sir Lionel Pembridge rose from the corner
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Instead of heading back right away, she showed her hotel keycard and asked the receptionist to borrow a phone. Thankfully Furina recalled all of her friends’ phone numbers but she knew only Tiffany would answer her phone in a flash so that was whom she was calling. “Hello?” “Tiff?” “Oh my gosh? F
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A small frown formed on Furina Dunne’s forehead as sunlight cascaded across her face through the windows. She stirred and blinked her eyes open for a split second before shutting them again. Her head felt incredibly heavy, and her whole body ached. She felt an unusual throbbing between her thighs. T
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Yvette’s voice hung in the air like a dagger poised to strike. Her eyes glinted with malice, a smug confidence that made Furina’s skin crawl. It was the look of someone who had planned for every contingency, someone who had known this moment would come and had been waiting for it. She wasn’t surp
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As the gala wound down, Furina felt a mix of exhaustion and relief. The events of the evening had taken their toll, and she was grateful when Harrod offered to take her home. They walked out together, the cool night air a welcome contrast to the stifling tension inside the ballroom.
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