Chapter 594

• ‘Abdu was particular that I should have them,” he growled, his lips twisting as he watched me.
• I turned hot with embarrassment. The dealer had visited our house on one occasion last summer. Sheikh Abdullah had behaved like a besotted man, taken in by the exotic Middle Eastern delicacies I had prepared and unwilling to look away from me; in fact, he had kept staring at me, rather, my chest.
• Until of course, Lucien had grimly pulled me to sit beside him and I stayed there, my head downcast, till the odious man had left. Later, my son Piers told me that they had been executing a very crucial deal with the fellow or he would have been thrown out.