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Chapters (27)
  1. Praise
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Dedication
  5. Acknowledgements
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Teaser chapter

Mary snapped a tea towel at her. “Naughty girl.” Amusement sparkled in her eyes. “Sign the documents for Abel and let him complete your health certificates and then we’ve prepared you a nice bath. Claudia will do your hair for you. She’s a wonderful hairdresser. Leopard hair grows so thick and fast and yours has curl to it. She’ll be able to put it up beautifully.”

“I brought jewelry,” another woman said. “I’m Monica, a jewelry designer. As soon as Mary called me and said you were Marisa’s daughter-in-law, I knew I had found the perfect person for my most special design. It’s just been sitting there. I’ve never even displayed it. I just knew it was for an important occasion. This is my present to you on your wedding day.”

She held up a box. Champagne diamonds sparkled in a swirl of glittering white diamonds dropping in tears from a chain of white gold. The earrings were small teardrops matching the necklace. It was the most beautiful jewelry Isabeau had ever seen. She stepped back, shaking her head. “I can’t accept that.”

Monica smiled at her. “I’m eighty-two, Isabeau. I have no children and this is my work. I’m grateful for the opportunity to give it to someone who will treasure it.”

Isabeau felt tears choking her. The kindness of these people, the sheer generosity was amazing. She let her breath out, struggling not to cry. “Then, thank you. I’ll never forget any of you. You make me feel as if I really have a family.”

The women smiled at one another and ushered her into the house, out of Conner’s sight.

Chapter 17

17

CONNER was nervous. He hadn’t expected to be nervous. He was also excited and he’d expected that, but suddenly, standing up in front of the judge with a much larger audience than he’d counted on was a little disconcerting. Rio kept grinning at him and he found it was just better not to look at Leonardo or Felipe. Even Elijah had shot him a quick smirk before going off to patrol. He ran his finger around his collar and adjusted his tie one more time. Admittedly this was all his idea, so he couldn’t exactly run.