Chapter Twenty-Five
Lord Silverton
Here she was. Ten o’clock at night. The single biggest deal of her life and no one around to help her celebrate. Walter. Her thoughts went to him. “Want company?” she messaged. Just back in town, she knew no one else.
Answering back with an invite, “Soiree underway. Shall I send car?”
“Oui!” Lu was in a French frame of mind.
Relaxed and spiffed up from her time at Cartier, Lu was ready for a night out. Walter had not said what the event was. Should she risk it and go all out? Why not. It was unlikely to be a meeting of an old ladies’ sewing circle. She clipped on the sapphires and settled a silvery silk scarf around her shoulders.
As she was shown the way in, Lu followed the laughter. Discovering a political fund-raiser for Senator Richard Broadhurs
