be an old grouch,’ Jennifer said with a total lack of heat, which told Katie that she had other fish to fry, and, as she watched her sister eat Carlton with her eyes, she had a good idea of what they might be. ‘Donald can always take my car and disappear back to the flat, can’t you, darling?’ She glanced across at him and continued without waiting for an answer, ‘And I’ll stay here to help you, Katie.’
And pigs might fly, Katie thought balefully. She knew exactly what Jennifer had in mind—she had seen that predatory gleam in her sister’s eyes before with more than one man. And she also knew the reason for the quick turn-about regarding Donald’s visit. He would cramp her style if she were to indulge in a full-scale man-bunt.
‘How sisterly.’ Carlton’s voice was bland, but as Jennifer’s eyes returned to his face she saw the cynical mockery evident in every hard line and her mouth curved in a seductive little pout. This was the sort of man she both understood and appreciated.
‘You don’t mind going back tomorrow morning, do you, darling?’ Jennifer turned to Donald with a languid wave of a limp hand. ‘Perhaps it would be better with Father so ill.’
Donald obviously did mind, very much, but just as obviously he wasn’t going to voice his protest with Carlton’s piercing grey eyes trained on his face. He shrugged once, with a shake of his blond head, and said nothing but the pale blue eyes were malevolent.
As Mrs Jenkins bustled in with the coffee-tray the conversation came to a halt for a few moments, but once the housekeeper had left and everyone was seated Jennifer spoke directly to Carlton, her eyes curious. ‘What exactly do you do, Mr Reef?’ she asked sweetly.
“‘Exactly”?’ He was openly mocking her but she didn’t seem to mind, Katie thought in amazement. She had never seen anyone treat her beautiful sister like this before; normally the boot was very definitely on the other foot. ‘Well, “exactly” might take too long to explain,’ he said easily, ‘but among other interests I own the Tone Organisation. Perhaps you’ve heard of it?’ he continued lightly as Jennifer’s slanted eyes opened as wide as they could. ‘I knew I recognised the name,’ she breathed softly. ‘I just knew it. You never told me,’ she added accusingly to Katie who was watching the little by-play with some bewilderment.
‘Told you what?’ Katie asked in surprise.
‘That you’d got the Carlton Reef down here,’ her sister said breathlessly. ‘I’ve been trying to fix up an interview with you for ages, you know,’ she added as she turned the full hundred-watt smile in Carlton’s direction. ‘The paper has been doing a series on millionaires of the nineties. Perhaps you’ve read it?’ she asked hopefully.
‘I think not’ Carlton’s voice was very dry.
‘Oh.’ Jennifer wasn’t one to let a small put-down affect her. ‘Well, your publicity department wasn’t at all helpful,’ she added with a faint touch of provocative helplessness. ‘And it would mean so much to get a scoop at the moment.’
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