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
A wedding cake for sixty guests was due in nine days.
The bride had requested three tiers with delicate white flowers.
I had already planned the decoration schedule.
The cake board had arrived.
Ingredients were ordered.
The deposit had been paid and partly used for supplies.
I also had a corporate order for two hundred cookies scheduled soon afterward.
The bakery was busy.