When the women finally began standing up to gather their designer purses, I stepped out into the dining room to meet them.
“Just a moment, please, ladies, because we still need to settle the final account.”
Beatrice burst out into a loud, obnoxious laugh.
“What on earth are you talking about, Camilla?”
I presented the silver tray directly to her. Her arrogant smile vanished instantly the moment her eyes landed on the final number.
“You have completely lost your mind! You know very well that I am not paying this!”
“You stated multiple times in front of everyone that you were inviting the entire room today.”
“That was obviously just a figure of speech! Tell Lucas to handle this bill!”
“That sounds like an excellent idea, so please go ahead and call him right now.”
Beatrice pulled out her smartphone with a triumphant sneer.
“With great pleasure!”
She immediately put the call on speakerphone so she could humiliate me in front of all thirty-eight of her friends.
