“If anyone finds out that I’m here, I’ll make sure you lose your job immediately. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Mrs Beaumont,” the hotel manager said with a quavering voice.

“Another thing: while I’m here, I prefer to be referred to as Ms Emilia. Calling me Mrs Beaumont is like announcing my presence to the entire staff and I don’t want that.”

“Duly noted, ma’am.”

“Good. Now, excuse me. I’ll ring down for dinner at 7 p.m. What’s the special on the menu today?”

“Seared scallops and baby spinach with pomegranate glaze,” the hotel manager said proudly.

“That’s a special?” She scoffed. “Just send me the full menu and I’ll choose...