第10部分(第3/7 頁)

ing；　ding。　Hello？

Forgetting　the　romantic　jaunt　to　Africa；　Blair？s　eyes　narrowed　at　the　horsy　blonde　holding　her

boyfriend？s　hand。What　the　fuck？

？Blair；　at　last；？　Lord　Marcus　greeted　her　smoothly；　standing　but　not　letting　go　of　his

panion？s　hand。　？This；　my　dear；　is　my　darling　cousin　Camilla；　the　one　I　told　you　about。　My

soul　mate。　She？s　in　town　for　a　couple　of　weeks。　We　were　practically　twins　growing　up！　Isn？t　that

the　most　marvelous　surprise？？

？Marvelous；？　echoed　Blair；　throwing　herself　onto　a　nearby　armchair。　She　didn？t　remember

hearing　anything　about　any　cousin　Camilla。

But　then；　listening　had　never　been　her　strong　suit。

？I？m　so　delighted　to　meet　you；？　said　Camilla；　staring　down　her　long；　prominent　nose？the　kind　of

schnozz　even　the　best　plastic　surgeon　couldn？t　fix。　Her　pale　English　plexion　was　layered　with

ical　amounts　of　beige　powder　and　primary…red　blush。　Her　legs　were　clownishly　long　and

skinny；　like　she？d　been　stretched　on　one　of　those　old…fashioned　lengthening　machines　Blair　had

tried　to　find　on　eBay。

？Mimi　just　turned　up　yesterday　morning；　unannounced；？　Lord　Marcus　explained。　？Imagine；　like

a　lost　waif；　with　bags　in　hand。？　He　chuckled。

？Yes；　well；　thankfully　I　can　count　on　my　dear　Marmar　to　open　up　his　home　to　me；？　Camilla

gushed；　casually　running　her　free　hand　through　her　long；　flaxen　hair。　Hair　that　could　easily　be　cut

off　in　the　middle　of　the　night。

Wait？hishome　？

？You？re　staying　at　his　place？？　demanded　Blair　rudely；　already　hating　the　crooked…toothed

Camilla　and　her　ugly　yellow　Indian　silk　sundress；　which　probably　cost　thousands　but　looked　like　a

tablecloth。　？But　I　thought　there　wasn？t　room。？