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
“Camilla practically lives in this kitchen.”
My fingers tightened around the bottle.
“Lucas is still young enough to enjoy himself.”
A woman across the table looked genuinely uncomfortable.
“Does Camilla know?”
Beatrice waved the question away.
“She knows what marriage is.”
I did not.