Did that mean he’d keep his discovery to himself? Possibly, Meg thought, as rather than the show of temper she expected to see on the Ponthier patriarch's face, Meg sensed a grudging respect. "No wonder you agreed to break the news to Gus," he said.She flashed him a smile but she couldn't help retorting, "Didn't anyone ever tell you eavesdropping is very bad manners?"He chuckled. "Sure and people who were more concerned with success than manners taught me it was a damn good way to learn about the competition. Referring to the business arena, naturally.""Naturally." Meg was dying of curiosity. How much had he overheard? How much would he keep to himself? "Umm—"Just then Parker came bounding down the staircase that rose from the far end of the foyer.Great. Meg had gained enough impressions of Jules from his family to conclude that Parker would never believe his brother had married a widow and mother of three from an unknown family out of love and desire. A man who shipped his ten-year-old to boarding school wasn't exactly a prime candidate for taking on three more youngsters.Meg admitted she didn't want Parker to revert to the suspicious, arrogant jerk he'd been at the hotel, questioning her motives and treating her like a call girl.
