Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Why does Marian act like she's being forced into this, as if it's all my fault?

Effie said, "Marian, if you don't want to go, I'm not going to make you."

But Marian shot Effie a wounded look and replied, "You say you're not forcing me, but isn't that exactly what you're doing right now? Guilt-tripping me?"

Effie stared at her, momentarily at a loss for words.

How does that even make sense?

Effie tried again, "No, really, if you don't want to go, I won't make you. There are plenty of people who'd love the chance."

She glanced at the rest of the team. "Anyone else interested?"

Almost everyone's hand shot up.

businessmen looking for trouble-her guests were all respectable clients. The dinners were laid-back affairs: everyone relaxed, shared a meal, talked through their thoughts, and the designers would wrap up by summarizing the clients' needs for the project. After such open conversations, their

was at Elliott's Cozy Room—a favorite local spot, famous for its delicious food and warm atmosphere. Plus, no

then, the rest of you, come

deliberately left out Shirley. Shirley looked like she

then, Marian piped up, sounding annoyed. "Wait a minute-you said you wanted me there, but now you're inviting everyone else and

didn't want to come. Why should I drag

Marian Evans was getting more and more entitled. Did she really think the entire design department would grind to a halt without

"Didn't I just say I'd go? You already asked me, so how could

with my friends for this,

"Oh, don't worry about it. Go out

even finished, the rest of

think she was? Did she expect the boss to beg her or something? If

was time to leave, Marian shamelessly tagged

you. If you're coming, leave the attitude at the door, When you meet the