Who's That Girl (2011)
“'Sorry, you were saying?' She smiles brightly.
'No, you were saying. About Julian being at the Dorchester,' I say, fixing her with a hard stare.
'Oh dear, have I said something wrong?' Anxiously she clutches at her pearls as if they can somehow protect her from my wrath.
'No, of course not,' I reassure her quickly. 'But are you sure it was him?' She eyes me warily.
'Beatrice, this is important.' 'Absolutely,' she says gravely. 'I never forget a face.' My mind is scrambling around. I think back ...to Julian's conversation with Vanessa over dinner on my birthday. He said he had to work. That's why he couldn't take the kids to the aquarium. So what was he doing at the hotel?
Business, I tell myself firmly. That's it, he was probably doing business with one of his posh clients. I do it all the time. I'm always in hotels.
'And what time was it?' 'Um, now, let me think…' She tips her head on one side. 'Gosh, it was after we'd had the petits fours, which were very good, I have to say. I'm not usually one for petits fours - too fussy, not big enough, I have to eat about a hundred - but these were absolutely deli—' She catches my expression and swiftly stops herself.MoreLess
'No, you were saying. About Julian being at the Dorchester,' I say, fixing her with a hard stare.
'Oh dear, have I said something wrong?' Anxiously she clutches at her pearls as if they can somehow protect her from my wrath.
'No, of course not,' I reassure her quickly. 'But are you sure it was him?' She eyes me warily.
'Beatrice, this is important.' 'Absolutely,' she says gravely. 'I never forget a face.' My mind is scrambling around. I think back ...to Julian's conversation with Vanessa over dinner on my birthday. He said he had to work. That's why he couldn't take the kids to the aquarium. So what was he doing at the hotel?
Business, I tell myself firmly. That's it, he was probably doing business with one of his posh clients. I do it all the time. I'm always in hotels.
'And what time was it?' 'Um, now, let me think…' She tips her head on one side. 'Gosh, it was after we'd had the petits fours, which were very good, I have to say. I'm not usually one for petits fours - too fussy, not big enough, I have to eat about a hundred - but these were absolutely deli—' She catches my expression and swiftly stops herself.MoreLess
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