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The Missing Heir(79)

By:Barbara Dunlop


                “She’s been appointed to chair the board of a billion-dollar company,” said Cole.

                Amber opened her mouth to disagree, but his look stopped her. Fine. Okay. She was going to stop telling people she was a fraud. She was still a fraud, but she could fake it for Zachary’s sake.

                “Bring it on,” she said to the clerk. “I need to look good in the office. I have several evening meetings scheduled, and given the season, there are a few formal events, as well.”

                “She’ll need shoes and purses,” said Destiny.

                “Don’t forget jewelry,” said Luca.

                “Do we want to do something with her hair?” asked Cole.

                Amber glared at him. “Careful. You’re next.”

                “I’m perfectly willing to get a haircut.”

                “He’s the...” Amber paused. “What is your title? You’re going to need a title. I’m thinking a big, brass plate on the office door, Mr. Henderson.”

                “The Big Cheese?” joked Luca.

                Destiny gave him a thumbs-down.

                The clerk smirked as she began looking through the well-spaced racks.

                “Grand Pooh-Bah,” said Cole.

                “I’m not joking,” said Amber. “This is your plan. You need to buy all the way in.”

                “We’ve got a president. We’ve got a chair. Executive board member?”

                “You can be the chair,” said Amber. “I’ll be an executive board member.”

                “Cochair,” said Luca. He pointed to Amber. “Cochair of the board.” Then he pointed to Cole. “Cochair of the board.”

                Amber and Cole looked at each other.

                “Okay by me,” she said. It would be better than doing it alone.

                Cole shrugged. “I’ll order the brass nameplates.”

                “What do you think of these?” asked the clerk, holding a gold dress and a black blazer in one hand, and a navy-and-white outfit with a nautical flair in the other.

                “The stuff on the mannequin, too,” said Cole.

                Amber gave in. “Sure. Bring me whatever you think will work. I’m new at this.”

                The clerk showed her to an airy changing room with a settee and a triple mirror.

                “Come out and show us,” Cole called.

                “I’m going in to help,” said Destiny, slipping past the velvet curtain.

                The professional outfits were easy to find. But once they switched to dresses, things bogged down. There were simply too many choices, and all of them were gorgeous. Once she made it past her cost worries, Amber actually began to enjoy herself.

                After an hour, Cole headed to menswear. Once he was gone, Destiny dived into the fun, trying on a few of the dresses herself. The women were close enough in size that they could swap back and forth. Destiny was a little bigger in the bust while Amber had the longer legs. Some of the swaps were quite comical.