Chapter 42

Organizing the banquet would've been a daunting task if Mrs. Lane were to do it alone. I was experienced in this aspect and my foundation in design gave me exquisite taste in decorations. As expected, I was able to dazzle Mrs. Lane. After we were familiarized with each other, pity seemed to glimmer in Mrs. Lane's eyes when she looked at me. She was a direct woman. In no time, she began talking to me about Richard. "Wynnie looks like a capable, decisive woman. Who knew that she'd behave like Liam, my husband? They've even done the same things," exclaimed Mrs. Lane angrily. I could tell that Mrs. Lane was treating me like one of her friends. It explained why she was so forthcoming with her vulnerabilities. However, bringing Richard up on such an occasion was an embarrassment for Wynnie and me. "He's nothing more than a suck-up. Wynnie encounters hundreds of men like him a year. However, she can't call him out outright and bring shame to everyone." Mrs. Lane smiled and did