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“It’s really quite a simple explanation.”

“Then explain it,” Hugo said sharply.

I glanced at him.

“Ignore him. He doesn’t know what to do with a woman who doesn’t fall at his feet,” Henry said dryly. “What happened?”

I explained everything.

“Do you not have a job to get back to?”

“No. I was made redundant a few weeks ago.”

Hugo snorted.

“After my boss embezzled all the money from the company,” I added, glaring at him for good measure. “So I agreed to help Cam out, but then everything happened, and now I’m up shit’s creek without a paddle.”

“Doesn’t sound like you’ve got a boat, never mind a paddle.”

Henry sent a withering look in his direction. “Hugo, if you’ve nothing helpful to say—”

“I don’t.”

“Then go away.” Henry turned to me with a sympathetic smile. “Are you any good at party planning?”

I pressed my lips together. “I can’t plan to watch a TV show that plays at the same time every week. Does that answer your question?”

“Brilliant,” Hugo muttered.

“All right. And Camilla is supposed to be back in a couple of days?” Henry had clearly chosen the path of ignoring Hugo now.

“She’s going to drive straight down as soon as she lands,” I confirmed. “And she’s done the groundwork, but the rest is on me.”

“Well, then we’ll help you.”

I blinked at him. “You’ll do what?”

“We’ll do what?” Hugo echoed, his eyebrows shooting up.

“We’ll help you.” Henry sat upright and tilted his body towards me, looking over at Hugo. “It’s Grandma’s birthday. Have a heart.”

“She doesn’t even want the party!”

Wow.

The guy was a bit of an arsehole, wasn’t he?

Henry glared at him.

“Fine,” Hugo said. “I suppose I have to navigate the politics of the seating plan anyway, so I might as well muck in with the rest of it.”

“So generous of you,” Henry said dryly. “What can we do to help you right now, Sophie?”

“Um.” I briefly closed my eyes. “I have to confirm the flowers, the cake design, I have to get Camilla to confirm the decorating company, I have to meet your grandmother to finalise the menu and the invitations, and… um… a bunch of other stuff.”

“Wonderful. We have the equivalent of a drunken goat organising the party.”

I snapped my gaze around to Hugo. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise your past self from last night was organising it?”

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