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 to

head. "No, I didn't order any

this was just a class reunion-most of them working regular jobs. Who would splurge on food like

everyone glanced at Granger. After all, he was the son of the wealthy Morgan family; if anyone

things, but I hadn't even called

dishes to the wrong room? Maybe they belonged to

Magee quickly called over a

dishes were indeed ordered for your room. They were specially

his mouth than the

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

that's our company's Mr.

beamed. "Then it must have

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

to explain

to see a message from Lyman: "Mrs. Etheridge, are you having a good time? I'm next door for a

coincidence. She typed back, testing the waters:

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

words, Effie felt a sudden warmth bloom