"Um, Samra right?" the man asked, smiling down at Salma as he scratched his beard thoughtfully.
"It's Salma." she laughed, rolling her eyes. "Monsieur Jacques, I'm surprised to see you here." she said, furrowing her brows. Mr Jacques's shoulders shook as he laughed. "Are you trying to say a Frenchman doesn't belong in the African continent?" he laughed.
"Certainly not. I'm just surprised to see you, that's all. I mean last time I saw you, you were staring at The Mona Lisa. And yet here you are, in my family home." she laughed.
"Sacré bleu (Dear me)." he gasped, his eyes widening in astonishment. "Don't tell me you are the groom's sister."
"Guilty." she curtsied.
"Well, Mr Kabir and I have been business partners for quite some time now. I happened to be in town because of a project we
