Tyler wanted to snap back with "And who are you supposed to be?" but one look at the woman's clothes killed the impulse before it left his mouth.
Diane took the opening instead, curious. "I'm sorry, and you are?"
"Frances Cho. I own Nourish House."
Cassandra's expression flickered, but with the whole party watching, she couldn't let the guilt show, no matter how sharp it cut.
"Everything at my restaurant runs on my own proprietary recipes. We don't sell to just anyone. In the past month, the only person I've sold to is Eleanor Hale."
Diane blinked at the name, more surprised than anyone in the group.
Julian's expression, meanwhile, gave away almost nothing.
"She told me a friend's mother had been hospitalized from shock and needed something restorative. I had no idea she meant Mrs.
