My Mother-in-Law Brought 38 Friends to My Restaurant and Ordered $23,289 of Food—She Stopped Smiling When I Put the Folder Beside Her Bill

Bad people lose.

Good person wins.

But my real victory was much less photogenic.

Payroll ran on time.

Suppliers got paid.

Staff felt respected.

I stopped checking the front door every time it opened.

I stopped wondering whether Beatrice would arrive demanding a free table.