Beyond the Divorce

Everyone was looking at me, waiting for my response. A few genuinely concerned ones said, "Michelle, we finally met Chlo. How can you let her foot the bill? Let's stick to the old rule and go Dutch."

I was about to speak, but Michelle interrupted, "Forget it! Going Dutch? Chlo is no ordinary person now. She's the renowned Chloe Hartz in the Foswood construction industry. You're going to make her laugh. Go Dutch? What's on this table is nothing to her."

Ivanna looked at the smug Michelle and said, "This one needs a reality check."

I gestured for her to stay quiet. Michelle continued, "I understand Chlo very well. Even when she buys things for her child, it's all from luxury brands. Do you think she cares about the dishes for a bunch of old classmates? It would just be a joke."

She was trying to manipulate me, using moral pressure.

"Don't be petty! She'd be laughing at us if we went Dutch," she added, looking at me and asking, "Right, Chlo?"

Before I could answer, the door to the private room suddenly swung open, and the waiter pushed in a food cart.

Everyone looked over, and on the table were several huge plates filled with dishes that stunned everyone. All eyes turned to Michelle, and someone couldn't help but mutter, "This is a bit much!"

However, even Michelle seemed a bit unsettled. She looked at the waiter and said, "Wait... did you make a mistake? I-I didn't order this!"

I glanced at the gigantic plates, all filled with lobster. My heart skipped a beat, and looking at Michelle's pale face, she knew how expensive this dish was.

Hartz from Acacia Hall on the second floor. One per person, according to the headcount.

waiter, I understood. This had to be Atlas's doing, as we

looked at me, her finger trembling as she pointed at the

"Yes! Is

instructed the waiter,

and skillfully served the dishes, and everyone stared in shock at the gigantic

was as if she got slapped

Ivanna naturally understood the

Chlo was prepared for this. She didn't need to announce before she acted. That's

front of herself Trying to scam us with a few dishes? How embarrassing! Can't you come up with a classier move? Let's

sat down and ate the food, trying to cover up her embarrassing

quite

ordered could

a plate of