Dinner was a lavish affair. Mrs Wilson had outdone herself preparing the meal, and Wilson had an under butler come in to help serve.
Pamela, seated across from Haynsworth, was radiant. She wore a suite of deep, translucent jadeite—necklace, earrings, bracelet, and broach.
“Aren’t they gorgeous?” she enthused as she stroked the necklace. “Haynsworth gave me a piece each time we set sail from a different island. I wasn’t expecting such beautiful jewellery.”
Haynsworth gave a priggish smile. “I had my agent searching for them. They do match my lady’s eyes, don’t you think?”
“They’re lovely,” Jeremy said politely. Haynsworth flicked a glance in his direction, curled his lip. My brother-in-law, fortunately unaware of the precise nature of my relationship with Jeremy, thought he was nothing
