CHAPTER 28

          ‘What the hell was she talking about?’ Griffin asked himself frowning. ‘As if I give a damn about Isabelle’s lineage… or her, for that matter.’

“Forget Isabelle Pearson. She’s irrelevant right now.”

“She’d no doubt be upset to hear you say that.”

          Griffin frowned again. This conversation wasn’t going at all as he’d planned. He declined a glass of champagne as a passing waiter stopped, and determinedly turned his back on an Italian count he’d befriended at Harvard.

“You know… Since we have this moment alone, I’d like to thank you for your help in solving my case. The detective told me everything you did,” Gloriana said politely.

“It was nothing… Don’t mention it,” Griffin replied and wa