her, and Maddie knew he was going to say something. To warn him off, she shifted her balance and pressed one of her narrow heels into his foot.
He stiffened, but he kept silent.
Maddie brightened her smile. She wasn’t going to allow herself to be intimidated. She might not have been a part of Eva’s life for the past twenty-six years, but she was here now.
“I came here for more than a tour, Adam. I’m stepping into Jordan’s shoes for the next three weeks, so you’re going to see a lot of me and Jase. And Jase will be accompanying me beyond the salon as my special guest.”
Drawing Jase with her, she strode toward the elevator she’d seen Adam step out of.
“Nicely done.” Jase spoke in a voice only she could hear.
She jabbed a finger into the call button. Once they were all in the elevator, Maddie said to Adam, “Before you take me to Jordan’s office, I want to see where Eva worked.”
Her cousin stared at her. “No one is allowed in there except members of the design team. That’s a strict rule that Aunt Eva made.”
Maddie raised her eyebrows at him. “I’m sure that Jordan has been allowed into the workroom?”
Now Adam frowned. “Occasionally, but she doesn’t work there. She’s not a designer.”
“Well, I am. And since I’m Eva Ware’s other daughter and a fellow jewelry designer, I’m certain she wanted me to visit.”
“Oh, very well.” Adam’s tone was less than gracious as he punched the button for the second floor. “Our workroom is adjacent to our office.” Once again he shot a look at Jase. “But I can’t allow your friend access to the design studio. It’s one of Aunt Eva’s hard and fast rules that outsiders are never allowed in her workroom. No one is permitted to see works in progress. She’s even kept my parents out.”
“The thing is, Eva Ware isn’t in charge here anymore,” Maddie said.
Adam’s face turned red. He opened his mouth, shut it and finally said, “Very well.”
The elevator door slid open on a small, high-ceilinged room with three offices opening off it. Desks and cabinets were partially visible through the open doorways. Oriental rugs in muted pastel shades dotted the marble floors. Sunlight poured through narrow windows. An antique cherry desk sat in the center of the room, and a young Asian girl glanced up, then rose and moved toward them. “Welcome to Eva Ware Designs. I’m Michelle Tan.”
Maddie summoned up the name from the notes Jordan had given her as she shook the hand the young woman extended. Then as the Michelle’s gaze shifted to Jase, Maddie said, “This is my friend, Jase Campbell.”
“Ah. Jordan’s roommate,” Michelle said. “She’s spoken of you.”
“I hope in a positive way,” Jase said.
Michelle smiled, but Adam interrupted before she could speak. “They’ve asked to see Aunt Eva’s workroom. We’ll be back shortly.” Then he turned and led the way down a short hall.
“You’re doing a nice job of handling your cousin, darlin’,” Jase murmured for Maddie’s ears only. “The pushier you are with him, the more easily I can fade into the background.”
“His mother isn’t here to prompt him. He seems more assertive when she is.” Then she shot him a look. “Darlin’?”
“Payback for my foot.”
The short exchange eased the nerves in Maddie’s stomach.
“When we get in the studio,” Jase continued, “I’ll distract your cousin so you can take your time.”
Adam opened the door and strode into the room. Over his shoulder, Maddie could see Cho Li, her mother’s long-time assistant, bent over something at a desk. He wore jeans and a loose-fitting chambray shirt.
“Cho, what are you doing working in Aunt Eva’s space?”
Adam’s voice had the small man swiveling in his chair.
Cho Li wore rimless glasses.
“I was finishing a design that Eva was working on,” Cho replied in a calm voice. “She would want it completed.”
For a moment the gazes of the two men clashed. In the end, it was Adam who dropped his. “You remember Madison Farrell.”
Cho rose from his chair and moved toward Maddie. When he reached her, he bowed.
Jase released Maddie’s hand as she also bowed. He knew from Jordan that Cho Li was in his midseventies, but he looked younger and his eyes were smiling. Jase quickly scanned the room. It was large, nearly twice the space of the office area where they’d left Michelle. Tall narrow windows along two walls let in plenty of light, and there were three clearly defined workspaces.
“Welcome, Ms. Farrell,” Cho Li said. “What can I do for you?”
Maddie smiled at him. “Please call me Maddie.”
He nodded his head. “Maddie then.”
“I’d love to see the design that you were completing for Eva.”
A smile spread over Cho’s face. “Come.”
When Adam started to follow them, Jase put a hand on his arm. “I wonder if I could have a word with you.”
“What about?”
Jase glanced at Maddie, then lowered his voice. “In private?” Then he drew Adam over to the far end of the room. He settled his hip against a worktable so that Adam would have to face him. “The thing is, I need some help.”
Adam’s eyes narrowed. “With what?”
Over Adam’s shoulder, Jase could see Maddie and Cho standing in front of the worktable. Cho was holding up a ring of yellow gold with a smaller ring of white gold inside it.
Jase met Adam’s eyes. “Maddie and I have only just met. Jordan and I have been pals for years, and they look so much alike. But when I met Maddie, something just clicked. You know what I mean?”
“Your relationship with Madison is of no interest to me. Now if you’ll excuse—”
Jase put a hand on Adam’s arm. “The thing is, I’d like to buy her something while we’re here. Can you help me with that?”
Adam frowned at him. “Do I look like a salesperson? If you came to purchase something, Arnold could have taken care of you in the main salon.”
Jase shrugged. “You’re one of the designers, aren’t you?”
Adam’s chin lifted. “Yes, I am. Now that Eva is gone, I’m the head designer at Eva Ware Designs.”
“And you’re Maddie’s cousin. Family’s important to her. I was thinking that one of your creations might be just the ticket. Something exclusive that hasn’t made its way downstairs
