Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 152

Harriet's expression instantly soured at those words.

Effie, that shameless flirt-of course she knew how to wrap men around her finger. And now even Granger was speaking up for her.

An awkward tension settled over the private dining room.

Magee, their class president, hurried to break the silence. "Right, let's not get worked up. Come on, everyone, let's have a drink! Enough talking, let's enjoy ourselves."

Just then, the door swung open again.

A group of servers entered.

One of them carried an expensive-looking bottle of red wine, presenting it with a respectful nod. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is an '82 Lafite. Please enjoy."

Another server stepped forward. "Here we have fresh Australian lobster. Bon appétit."

A third placed a steaming casserole on the table. "And this is our house specialty, a slow-braised delicacy..."

The servers set down platter after platter of lavish food before making a graceful exit.

For a moment, the room fell silent as everyone stared in disbelief.

What on earth...?

turned

his head. "No, I didn't order

reunion-most of them working regular jobs. Who would splurge on food like

After all, he was the son of the wealthy Morgan family; if anyone might have done it,

Granger shook his head too. "I thought about ordering some things, but I

could this be? Did the servers bring the dishes

Magee quickly called over

dishes were indeed ordered for your room. They were specially requested by Mr. Etheridge's assistant,

left his mouth than the

her voice trembling with excitement. "Did you say Mr. Etheridge's assistant? As in, Mr. Etheridge from The Etheridge

that's our company's Mr.

must have

equally surprised, “Sarah, it must be because Mr. Etheridge knew you were

to

Lyman: "Mrs. Etheridge, are you having a good time?

by the coincidence. She typed back, testing

to take care of it and paid for everything. Have fun! If you want to check out the club later, I can

his words, Effie felt a sudden warmth