Caroline slid a bone letter opener through the top fold.

Inside was a double card requesting the honor of her presence at the wedding ceremony on June 14 at eleven in the morning, followed by a reception on the waterfront terrace.

“He sent an invitation to your office,” Paige said.

Her cheerful voice dropped low.

“Does he know how big the firm is now?”

“He knows Seabrook Living won the Newport harbor contract,” Caroline said.

Her voice stayed calm and measured.