Something searching lived behind Julian's eyes. Eleanor looked away, guilty.
Handing off a MacDonald Stradivarius in front of a room full of people wasn't exactly subtle but the opportunity had been too rare to pass up, even knowing full well what conclusions Julian would draw about where the money had come from.
She'd accepted that trade-off for Edward's sake.
The truth was simpler than anything Julian was probably imagining.
Peter had just wired her a massive sum royalties from the Piano line, plus design fees on the new collection, plus a sizable sponsorship windfall after a foreign royal family signed on as an official client for the line.
She'd wanted to give her grandfather-in-law that violin for years. This was just the first time she'd actually had the money to make it happen.
