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...?

eyes turned to

head. "No, I

just a class reunion-most of them working regular jobs. Who would

son of the

about ordering some things, but I hadn't even

the servers bring the dishes to the wrong room? Maybe they belonged

that thought, Magee quickly called over a server to

your room. They were specially requested by Mr. Etheridge's assistant, and I should mention

those words left his mouth than the whole room erupted

trembling with excitement. "Did you say Mr. Etheridge's assistant?

server nodded. "Yes, that's our

"Then it must have

be because Mr. Etheridge knew you

to explain

phone vibrated. She glanced down to see a message from Lyman: "Mrs. Etheridge, are you having a good time? I'm next

She typed back,

"Yes, I asked Luther to take care of it and paid for everything. Have fun! If you want to check

felt a sudden warmth