Rose shot him a quick, sharp look before turning back to Camille with renewed warmth. "We simply must have lunch soon. I'd love to hear your thoughts on the current fashion landscape. Perhaps next week?"
"I'm afraid my schedule is quite full," Camille demurred, using the subtle dismissal Victoria had drilled into her. "But do keep in touch with our investment team. I'm sure they'll be in contact once decisions are made."
She watched Rose's smile tighten almost imperceptibly. Her sister wasn't used to being the one seeking favor rather than granting it. The role reversal clearly unsettled her, though she recovered quickly.
"Of course," Rose said smoothly. "We won't keep you from your other guests. Stefan?"
As they moved away, Camille maintained her composed expression while victory sang
