There was a silence so heavy on the other end of the line that even Beatrice stopped smirking.
Finally, Lucas spoke with a shaky, terrified voice.
“Mom… what on earth did you just do?”
PART 3
“What do you mean, ‘What did I do?’” Beatrice snapped into the phone. “I brought my friends here just like I told you I would to help promote our restaurant!”
Lucas exhaled sharply, struggling to catch his breath.
“Mom, it is not our restaurant.”
Beatrice froze completely in the middle of the crowded room.
“Stop joking around with me, Lucas.”
“I am not joking! I never put a single dollar into that business! The restaurant belongs entirely to Camilla!”
The surrounding women began exchanging uncomfortable, confused glances with one another.
Beatrice gripped her phone tighter, her knuckles turning white.
“But you prepared the legal transfer documents!”
“Yes, I drafted them myself, but Camilla never agreed to sign anything over to me!”