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Chapters (64)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Family Tree
  6. Epigraph
  7. Prologue
  8. I. Harry and Emma 1964–1965
  9. Chapter 1
  10. Chapter 2
  11. Chapter 3
  12. Chapter 4
  13. Chapter 5
  14. Chapter 6
  15. Chapter 7
  16. Chapter 8
  17. Chapter 9
  18. Chapter 10
  19. Chapter 11
  20. Chapter 12
  21. Chapter 13
  22. Chapter 14
  23. II. Lady Virginia Fenwick 1966
  24. Chapter 15
  25. Chapter 16
  26. III. Giles Barrington 1970
  27. Chapter 17
  28. Chapter 18
  29. Chapter 19
  30. Chapter 20
  31. Chapter 21
  32. Chapter 22
  33. Chapter 23
  34. IV. Sebastian Clifton 1970
  35. Chapter 24
  36. Chapter 25
  37. Chapter 26
  38. Chapter 27
  39. V. Lady Virginia Fenwick 1970
  40. Chapter 28
  41. Chapter 29
  42. Chapter 30
  43. Chapter 31
  44. Chapter 32
  45. VI. Sebastian Clifton 1970
  46. Chapter 33
  47. Chapter 34
  48. Chapter 35
  49. Chapter 36
  50. VII. Harry and Emma 1970
  51. Chapter 37
  52. Chapter 38
  53. Chapter 39
  54. Chapter 40
  55. Chapter 41
  56. Chapter 42
  57. Chapter 43
  58. Chapter 44
  59. Chapter 45
  60. Chapter 46
  61. Chapter 47
  62. About the Author
  63. Also by Jeffrey Archer
  64. Newsletter Sign-up

“I am so sorry, Mrs. Clifton, but on the divorce petition, it merely says adultery. But at least we now all know how you react when you feel strongly about something.”

One look at the jury and it was clear that Sir Edward had made his point.

“One final question concerning the divorce, Mrs. Clifton. Was it a cause of celebration for you and your family?”

“My lady,” said Trelford, leaping to his feet.

“Sir Edward, you are once again overstepping your brief.”

“I’ll try hard not to transgress in future, my lady.”

But when Trelford looked at the jury, he knew that Sir Edward would have felt the reprimand had served its purpose.

“Mrs. Clifton, let us move on to more important matters, namely what you said and what you meant when my client put a perfectly legitimate question to you at the annual general meeting of the Barrington Shipping Company. In the interests of accuracy, I will repeat Lady Virginia’s question: ‘Is it true that one of your directors sold his vast shareholding over the weekend, in an attempt to bring the company down?’ If I may say so, Mrs. Clifton, you deftly and quite brilliantly avoided answering that question. Perhaps you’d care to do so now?”

Emma glanced over at Trelford. He had advised her not to answer the question so she remained silent.

“Perhaps I can suggest that the reason you didn’t want to answer that particular question was because Lady Virginia went on to ask, ‘If one of your directors was involved in such an exercise, shouldn’t he resign from the board?’ Your reply was, ‘If you are referring to Major Fisher…’ although she wasn’t, as you knew only too well. She was talking about your close friend and colleague, Mr. Cedric Hardcastle, was she not?”

“One of the finest gentlemen I’ve ever known,” said Emma.

“Was he indeed?” said Sir Edward. “Well then, let us examine that statement more closely, shall we, because it seems to me that what you were suggesting is that when your close friend—one of the ‘finest men’ you’ve ever known—sold his shares overnight, he did so in order to help the company, but when Lady Virginia sold her shares she was doing it to harm the company. Perhaps the jury might feel that you can’t have it both ways, Mrs. Clifton, unless of course you can find a weakness in my argument, and explain to the court the subtle distinction between what Mr. Hardcastle did on behalf of the company and what Major Fisher did on behalf of my client?”

Emma knew she couldn’t justify what Cedric had done in good faith, and that the reason he’d sold his shares would be extremely difficult to explain to the jury. Trelford had advised her, when in doubt, simply don’t reply, especially if the answer would damn her.