thank you!’ Shanna muttered as she accompanied her brother through to the dining-room. ‘You won’t get away so easily after lunch.’
He turned to grin at her. ‘But at least then I’ll have a full stomach!’
‘It won’t help you,’ she warned.
‘Maybe not, but you’ll seem less fierce once I’ve eaten.’
‘Fierce, Henry?’ she spluttered. ‘I’ve never been fierce in my life!’
He shook his head. ‘Sometimes you remind me so much of Dad it’s incredible.’
‘Dad was a lovely old man, despite his crustiness; I can’t see the resemblance at all,’ Shanna smiled.
‘Oh, it’s there. I’ve seen it in your handling of Rick Dal——’
‘—Mont,’ she finished triumphantly. ‘I’m so glad you haven’t forgotten about him, Henry.’
‘No,’ he mumbled. ‘But lunch first, hmm?’
‘But no longer,’ she warned. ‘My patience is wearing a little thin, Henry.’
‘I didn’t know you had any!’
Shanna grinned at his woebegone expression, and her good humour lasted all through the delicious Sunday lunch Janice had prepared. Peter and Susan helped her with the washing-up afterwards, then she carried through a tray of tea to her brother and Janice, arching her brows at Henry as he seemed settled in front of the television.
‘Henry and I will take our tea through to the study,’ she announced firmly. ‘Won’t we, Henry?’ She looked at him steadily.
‘Will we?’ He sighed at her stubborn expression. ‘I suppose we will.’ He stood up reluctantly.
‘I won’t keep him long, Janice,’ she promised.
‘Oh, I think you will,’ her sister-in-law said knowingly. ‘Good luck, Henry.’
‘She sounded as if she thought you might need it,’ Shanna questioned as she sat opposite her brother in his study.
‘I might,’ he nodded.
She frowned. ‘Tell me, Henry,’ she said quietly, ‘what business do you and Rick Dalmont have?’
‘You won’t like it,’ he warned.
‘I have a feeling not,’ she acknowledged heavily.
He stood up to pace the room. ‘You see, the newspaper hasn’t been doing too well lately, and I needed a cash flow for a while.’
‘Yes?’
‘I’ve been trying to get this deal together with Rick for months, and when he came over to England two weeks ago it was an ideal opportunity to further the talks. We finalised the deal on Friday, that’s partly what the party was about last night.’
‘Yes?’ Shanna was very wary now, Henry deliberately avoiding her gaze.
‘Well, that’s it,’ he shrugged.
‘No, that isn’t it at all, Henry,’ she refuted softly. ‘You haven’t told me anything I didn’t already know. What’s the deal you’ve made with Rick Dalmont? Has he come in as your partner or just with a financial loan?’
‘Neither.’ Henry wetted his lips nervously.
Shanna’s unease began to deepen. It wasn’t like Henry to be so evasive. ‘Then what is the deal?’
‘Look, when Dad died he left all the publishing business to me. Maybe he shouldn’t have done, but you were happily married to Perry at the time, and Dad did leave you financially secure.’
‘I never wanted any of the business, Henry, you know that,’ she dismissed. ‘You’re entitled to make whatever deals you want. I just want to know where I come into it, because I do, don’t I?’
‘Yes,’ her brother sighed heavily. ‘It’s Fashion Lady.’
‘What about it?’ she gasped.
Henry shrugged. ‘As of Friday it belongs to Rick Dalmont. You now work for him.’
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