My Divorced Neighbor Told Me She Was Going to Steal My Husband, So I Humiliated Her at a Barbecue—Then She Found a Way to Shut Down My Bakery

The music continued.

The gathering didn’t end immediately.

But the mood had changed.

Vanessa had wanted attention.

Now she had more than she expected.

For about forty minutes, I felt wonderful.

Then I began wondering what she would do next.

The first sign appeared the following Monday.