Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 832

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.

The waiter looked at Michelle and said, "There's no mistake. These are additional dishes ordered by Ms. Chloe Hartz from Acacia Hall on the second floor. One per person, according to the headcount. Aren't there exactly 26 of you? It's correct."

As soon as I heard the waiter, I understood. This had to be Atlas's doing, as we had discussed this when I arrived.

Michelle immediately looked at me, her finger trembling as she pointed at the lobsters, "Is this your order?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Yes! Is there a problem?"