He led her to a tall, elegant woman in her sixties wearing a cream colored dress and pearls. She had Damien's eyes but a much more severe expression."Mother, this is Aurora Blackwell," Damien said. "Aurora, this is my mother, Catherine Whitmore.""Mrs. Whitmore, it's lovely to meet you," Aurora said, extending her hand.Catherine looked at Aurora's hand for a moment before shaking it limply. "Miss Blackwell. How interesting to finally meet you."The way she said "interesting" made it sound like she meant "disappointing.""Thank you for inviting me," Aurora said politely."Well, when Damien speaks so highly of someone, I simply must investigate," Catherine replied. She looked Aurora up and down like she was examining a piece of furniture she might purchase. "That's a lovely dress. Where is it from?""I designed it myself," Aurora said. "I'm a fashion designer.""How enterprising," Catherine said in a tone that suggested being enterprising was not a compliment. "And where did you study
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