Julian glanced at her screen.
“Victoria.”
Chloe smiled.
“I knew it.”
I placed a folded napkin beside his plate.
“Victoria is your date?”
Chloe lowered the phone.
“Clara, you should have seen your face.”
“I asked a question.”
Julian adjusted his cuff.
“Victoria is handling public relations for the gala.”
“That didn’t answer my question.”
“It answered the relevant part.”
Chloe laughed into the phone.
“Family dinner before the big night.
Some of us are going places.”
Evelyn smiled without looking at me.
“Chloe, darling, check the lighting.”