Chapter Thirty-One
Hannah was exhausted. She had never thought to be so busy at this time of her life, then again, she’d never been this fascinated by anything. This club was going to be the best thing that had ever happened to her. She knew she’d agreed to sit back and let Gwendolyn run it, but already she had ideas of what she wanted to do. Options for the menus, decorations for the rooms, enticements for the members. So many ideas were running through her mind she almost didn’t hear the footman come in and announce that she had a visitor.
“Who did you say was here?” she asked the man, sitting up from the sofa where she’d lain down in her exhaustion. She would have retired for the evening, only there was still dinner to be had, and she wanted to discuss some of her ideas with Joshua.
