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Lysander dealt Det the Metaxis legal team on the phone for a conference call For his UK lawyers, it becay The rolling of heads was threatened, sacrifices were made They promised immediate action, but the Greek tycoon co for the present When he wanted action, he would choose the ti

CHAPTER ONE

‘T HE Metaxis fa for me to die’ Feverish hatred burned in Gladys Stewart’s eaze ‘Vultures-that’s what they are!’

‘Well, whoever they are they’ll have to wait a little longer,’ the nurse informed the older woman cheerfully while she checked her blood pressure ‘You have great vitality’

‘You’ve got no business interrupting a private conversation!’ her patient hissed in a tone of pure vitriol, her thin hands clenching on the bedclothes ‘I was addressing hter Ophelia…where are you? Ophelia?’

A young wo up discarded bed linen Directing an apologetic glance at the district nurse, she moved forward Small in stature, she wore a loose sweater and trousers that only hinted at her hourglass figure Hair the colour of ripe wheat was tied up with a piece of gardening twine But nothing could hide her beauty

‘I’randmother

As she studied her Gladys Stewart’s narrow mouth compressed with furious resentment ‘If you o!’ she condemned bitterly ‘Your mother was a complete fool but at least she kne to make the most of her looks!’

Ophelia, as single by choice and inclination, thought wryly of her late parent’s love affair with the mirror and almost shuddered She liked comfy clothes and fresh air ‘Unfortunately it didn’t do her ood’

‘I always swore I’d make the Metaxis family pay and I have and-listen to me-I’m not finished yet!’ The claw-like hand that closed in a painful grip round Ophelia’s slender wrist forced the younger woht have Lysander Metaxis hi on this door!’

Ophelia was noticeably uni billionaire, notorious for carrying the equivalent of a hareiant pleasure-yacht, would ever seek her out ‘I really don’t think so’