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MADELEINE WICKHAM is the New York Times bestselling author of several acclaimed novels, including A Desirable Residence, The Wedding Girl, Gatecrasher, Cocktails for Three, The Tennis Party, and Swimming Pool Sunday. As Sophie Kinsella, she has written the bestselling Shopaholic series and The Undomestic Goddess. She lives in London.
The Secret Is Out!Madeleine Wickham is Sophie Kinsella, and The Gatecrasher is just as delicious as her internationally bestselling Shopaholic series. Everything’s coming up roses for Fleur Daxeny, as she goes through more rich men than she does designer hats. Beautiful and utterly irresistible, her success at crashing funerals to find wealthy men is remarkable. Fleur wastes no time in seducing her latest conquest, the handsome and rich widower Richard Favour. His children are caught up in a whirlwind as their father’s new girlfriend descends on the family estate. Fleur is not one to wear her heart on her Chanel sleeves, but she soon finds herself embracing Richard and his family. But just as Fleur contemplates jumping off the gold-digger train for good, a long-buried secret from her past threatens to destroy her new family.Take a wild and marvelous ride with The Gatecrasher, whose clever, chic, and sassy style will leave you desperately wanting more wonderful Wickham!
< Madeleine Wickham is the author of several acclaimed novels, including A Desirable Residence, Cocktails for Three, Sleeping Arrangements and The Wedding Girl. As Sophie Kinsella, she has written a number of bestsellers including the Shopaholic series, Twenties Girl, Remember Me?, The Undomestic Goddess, and Can You Keep a Secret? Confessions of a Shopaholic was made into a major motion picture starring Isla Fisher and Hugh Dancy. Born in London, Wickham studied at New College, Oxford. She lives in London with her husband and family.<Praise for New York Times bestseller The Gatecrasher by Madeleine Wickham:"Wickham creates memorable characters who are as unpredictable and multifaceted as they are stylish. Jolly fun."--Publishers Weekly"[A] witty and deeply biting novel of modern manners and morals." --Library Journal"[Wickham is] an observant and engaging storyteller."--Kirkus Reviews"Wickham knows her characters well and the story never drags... an enjoyable read." --Booklist
< THE GATECRASHER (Chapter 1)Fleur Daxeny wrinkled her nose. She bit her lip, and put her head on one side, and gazed at her reflection silently for a few seconds. Then she gave a gurgle of laughter.
"I still can't decide," she exclaimed. "They're all fabulous."
The saleswoman from Take Hat! exchanged weary glances with the nervous young hairdresser sitting on a gilt stool in the corner. The hairdresser had arrived at Fleur's hotel suite half an hour ago and had been waiting to start ever since. The saleswoman was meanwhile beginning to wonder whether she was wasting her time completely.
"I love this one with the veil," said Fleur suddenly, reaching for a tiny creation of black satin and wispy netting. "Isn't it elegant?"
"Very elegant," said the saleswoman. She hurried forward just in time to catch a black silk topper which Fleur was discarding onto the floor.
"Very," echoed the hairdresser in the corner. Surreptitiously he glanced at his watch. He was supposed to be back down in the salon in forty minutes. Trevor wouldn't be pleased. Perhaps he should phone down to explain the situation. Perhaps . . .
"All right!" said Fleur. "I've decided." She pushed up the veil and beamed around the room. "I'm going to wear this one today."
"A very wise choice, madam," said the saleswoman in relieved tones. "It's a lovely hat."
"Lovely," whispered the hairdresser.
"So if you could just pack the other five into boxes for me . . ." Fleur smiled mysteriously at her reflection and pulled the dark silk gauze down over her face again. The woman from Take Hat! gaped at her.
"You're going to buy them all?"
"Of course I am. I simply can't choose between them. They're all too perfect." Fleur turned to the hairdresser. "Now, my sweet. Can you come up with something special for my hair which will go under this hat?" The young man stared back at her and felt a dark pink colour begin to rise up his neck.
"Oh. Yes. I should think so. I mean . . ." But Fleur had already turned away.
"If you could just put it all onto my hotel bill," she was saying to the saleswoman. "That's all right, isn't it?"
"Perfectly all right, madam," said the saleswoman eagerly. "As a guest of the hotel, you're entitled to a fifteen per cent concession on all our prices."
"Whatever," said Fleur. She gave a little yawn. "As long as it can all go on the bill."
"I'll go and sort it out for you straight away."
"Good," said Fleur. As the saleswoman hurried out of the room, she turned and gave the young hairdresser Read Less
