Chapter 247

How could anyone do something like this? Was this something a normal adult man would do? Ella had long since stepped back, distancing herself from the chaos. Oscar was a mess of fury, anxiety, and humiliation. His face shifted between pale and bright red, and he wished he could just disappear into the floor. But, of course, the floor wasn't about to help him out. He wanted to make a run for it, but he was stuck on the high bar stool, glued down tight. The adhesive wasn't budging, and the harder he thought about struggling, the more he worried he might rip his pants. After a moment of hesitation, Oscar tried to lift the stool from behind and slowly shuffled away. The stool was heavy, making his movements look even more awkward and comical. "Oscar is such an idiot. What is he doing?" Chuck couldn't find the words to describe his shock. "Why is he leaving with the stool?" someone else couldn't help but ask. "Who knows?" Everyone in the banquet hall, except for Ella, was confused.