Chapter Fifteen
“Right,” Alice said, then drained her glass of apple juice and put it in the dishwasher, “I’d better go and get the ballroom set up for the meeting. I’ll see you two later.”
Jeremy had a mouthful of cereal and so didn’t say anything, merely looked at her questioningly. Ethan, who’d just returned from his en suite, having brushed his teeth, said, “Hey, wait. What do you mean, get the ballroom set up for the meeting?”
“In the past, meetings have always been held in Jeremy’s office, haven’t they? But the number of people attending this time makes that impractical, so I’m setting up some temporary tables and chairs in the ballroom. We can’t have a meeting in the library or parlour, using the incredibly valuable furniture now, can we?”
“No,” Ethan said, grinning, “I suppose
