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.

didn't invite sleazy old 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'

they had one of these dinners, it was at Elliott's Cozy Room—a favorite local spot, famous for its delicious food and warm atmosphere. Plus, no one had to pick up the tab. A meal there was a social media magnet; every time, their

nodded. "Alright then, the rest of you, come

a few more people for the dinner, but deliberately left out Shirley. Shirley

piped up, sounding annoyed. "Wait a minute-you said you wanted me there, but now

looked at her, exasperated. "You said you didn't want to come.

more entitled. Did she really think the entire design department would grind to a halt without

just say I'd go? You already asked

for this, and now you're

Go out with

the rest of the team

to beg her or something? If she

was time to leave,

you. If you're coming, leave the attitude at the door, When you meet the clients, greet them properly. When