Mackenzie studied how the light from the chandelier above played on the swaying petals of the fresh lilies and trailing ivy that sat at the center of the long mahogany table. Their scent carried on the soft breeze from the open French doors, mingling with the aromas of the food delicately prepared for this ‘special’ meal.
A special meal indeed. Mackenzie gritted her teeth. It wasn’t the quality of the food she had a problem with. Felicia had outdone herself as usual. However, what little of the roasted duck, garlic herb rice, and sautéed vegetables she’d eaten churned in her stomach like rotten milk. And the longer she listened to Ivan celebrate his turn of fortune, the closer she came to throwing up.
“This is the largest contract I.M. Shipping has ever secured!” Ivan bellowed with a pr
