His Mistress with Two Secrets by Dani Collins EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Dani Collins
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- Genre: Sisters Fiction
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Two years ago…
CINNIA WAS NOT a social climber, but her roommate, Vera, was. Cheerfully
and without apology. Thus, when Vera wangled opening-night tickets from
the owner of the hottest new nightclub in London, she demanded Cinnia
accompany her.
“I told him about your title,” Vera said. “That’s how I got him to say yes to
our coming.”
“The title that belongs to my great-uncle a million times removed whom
I’ve never met and who wouldn’t know me from Eve?”
“I might have exaggerated how close you are. But I told him about your
granny’s vintage tiara and since his theme is ‘flappers and gangsters,’ and he
wants window dressing, he said we could come as staff. No swag,” Vera said
with a dismayed wrinkle of her nose. “Just mingle with the guests. Be first on
the dance floor, that sort of thing.”
Cinnia was reluctant. Her weekends were her only time away from her job
at a wealth management firm to put the pieces in place for striking out on her
own. She had set September as her goal and had a mile-long list of to-dos to
make it happen.
“You work too hard,” Vera groaned. “Look at it as a chance to rub elbows
with potential clients. This will be wall-to-wall, top-tier, A-list celebs.”
“That’s not how it works.”
Cinnia’s mother saw a different opportunity when Cinnia spoke to her over
the tablet. “Tell me I can’t wear the tiara so I can tell Vera there’s no point.”
“Nonsense. We’ll get my dress out of storage, too. It’s time they both saw
some use. You, too, for that matter.” Her mother had purposely held a
Roaring Twenties party on her tenth anniversary so she could wear her
grandmother’s modest, heirloom tiara. She had had a beaded dress made
special for the occasion.
“You wouldn’t get the tiara from the safe-deposit box when we were broke
and I wanted to sell it, but you’ll let me wear it to a nightclub?” Cinnia asked,
askance.
“This is why I kept it, for you girls to wear on special occasions. Go. Have
fun. There’s bound to be some nice men there.”
“Rich husbands, you mean? They don’t sell them at the bar, Mum.”
“Of course not. It will be an open bar for something like this, won’t it?”
her mother returned tartly.
There was a reason she and her sisters called their mum Mrs. Bennet. She
was forever trying to find their golden ticket of a husband. There was also a
reason she was so determined to do so. The Whitleys had descended from
aristocracy. The blue blood cells had been significantly diluted by bright,
peasant red, but Milly Whitley was determined that her daughters would
make good matches and the Whitleys would return to the lofty position
they’d all enjoyed before Mr. Whitley had died and his fragile financial house
of cards had toppled around them.
Until then, they would dress the part and hang on to a house that was a
money pit and they would attend the sorts of occasions that told the world
they hadn’t gone anywhere.
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