Chapter 168

At the end of January, Ariston came into the house, where she’d been browsing through a catalogue of baby toys, and asked if she’d come to the office with him.

The office? Why?’

I need your opinion on something.

Surprised and a bit bemused, she walked with him across the estate to the long, low-lying building that overlooked the olive groves.

"What do you think of these?" he asked, and gestured to a box of olive-based bath supplies.

Frowning a little, Lucette examined the items, noting the pleasingly thick glass bottles and the nutty smell of the olives.

"They feel expensive," she offered. Although they smell a bit more like cooking oil than something you’d want to put in your bath.’

He nodded. I was afraid of that. I want to develop a new range of bath products to supply the Adair chain of hotels, but I don’t think these are up to scratch.’

Lucette answered with a smile: "A little olive oil goes a long way, I suppose."

"I could use your expertise here," Ariston said. If you’re wi