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
Three women looked directly at Beatrice.
One whispered:
“Oh my God.”
PART 14 — THE RESTAURANT WAS NEVER FAILING
Beatrice’s face turned red.
“You told me she needed you to save the business.”
“I needed money.”
“For the restaurant.”
“No.”
“What do you mean no?”
