"England?" Julian's father straightened in his chair, his interest renewed. "What a coincidence. We have several friends there. We even work with a very important company in the automotive sector; our law firm is an external consultant. Very serious people..." He paused briefly, studying me. "Perhaps you know them?"
I felt my smile freeze for a fraction of a millimeter.
"Of course, tell me their names so I can see if I know them," I said politely, even though I knew perfectly well that my family leads that industry.
Julian took a step forward, subtly placing himself between his family and me.
"Dad! Please," he said with an exaggerated sigh that bordered on the comical, "don't bore my fiancée with work-related topics. I just brought her back from London, are you really going to talk
