Julian didn't pull his hand free from Cassandra's.
Eleanor had expected as much.
He'd never once acknowledged what Cassandra was to him publicly, but the fact that he never once let go said everything anyone needed to know.
Marcus's eyes flicked between Julian and Cassandra, something knowing in his expression.
He waved them all inside and had his assistant bring out tea.
Marcus Luo wasn't president of the Jewelry Collectors' Association, but he had a long-running tradition recommending one rising designer to the association's ranks every year.
Which was exactly why both Julian and Peter had targeted him.
Since Peter and Eleanor had arrived first, Marcus told his assistant to take both submissions Eleanor's alongside Cassandra's.
His rule for every designer who came through: one pi
