Renee
“Hey,”
“Renee, am I in trouble or what?”
“No Seb, you're not but do you know Daphney’s bridal shower is going to be held in my theater?” I asked him, maybe he knows.
“Yes, she mentioned it to me some time ago,” he responded.
“And you didn't think to give me a heads up— she just left here with her crew of planners.”
“Sorry about that but I feel it will be good for business, don't you think so? Since the theater just reopened,” he suggested.
“Seb, it's my property– therefore, I can decide not to give it out to someone if I don't want to,” he laughed, his voice was husky maybe because it was a phone conversation.
“Okay, but she has made payment for it already—”
“Nevermind Seb” I had to interrupt him, business is business and I heard she paid heavily for it.
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