Chapter 349

Cindy glanced at Caroline in shock before forcing a smile. "Ms. Whittaker, I'm glad you like the tarts." "Of course I do!" Caroline replied swiftly. Then, she unboxed the tarts under Cindy's watchful eyes and took out one of the individual packets. She gushed, "Wow, your mom is indeed a talented baker. I wouldn't want your efforts to go to waste. Come on, ladies and gentlemen. Everyone gets a share of the tarts!" Within five minutes, the tarts were distributed to everyone in the office. Once Caroline retired to her office, she popped a tart into her mouth before spitting it into the trash can. She grumbled, "Homemade tarts? These are terrible. Blegh." Caroline was getting angrier. I stole a glance at the burgundy-colored invitation card with gold foil stamping. Then I asked, "Which company is this from?" She looked at the invitation and snorted. "Henry sent me the invitation for his Uncle Zane's birthday party. He invited the two of us." "Oh. Is that for Zane Barker's birthday par