As Emma glided away to join a group of socialites at another table, Jake marvelled at his mother's strategic mind. She'd always been the perfect corporate wife on the surface, but beneath that polished exterior was a keen intelligence that had clearly shaped more of his father's success than he'd ever acknowledged.
"I like your mother," Amity said, watching Emma charm the group of passengers.
"She has that rare quality of being genuinely kind while still being strategically brilliant," Jake agreed. "I think she and my father make a better team than either of them realises."
They found a quiet corner where they could observe the meeting without being noticed. Through the glass, Jake watched his father's body language, still formal, but less rigid than usual. Richard Jenkins-Whitmore appe
