Susan’s POV
“Did anyone get into the kitchen?” She asked as they all shook their heads.
Her face was puzzled at how this could be possible.
I didn’t care. I was glad that finally, I was getting my revenge on her.
She thought she was smart but she was stupid and dumb.
Nothing would beat what I had witnessed.
Carlos pushed his plate away, still trying to clear his throat. “I can’t believe this. You know I have ulcer issues. How could you do this to me?”
Loretta looked like she wanted to crawl under the table, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
She kept apologizing, tripping over her words as she tried to make things right, but it was too late. The meal was ruined, her effort wasted, and all because she hadn’t been careful enough to put guards in the kitchen to protect the food.
