Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 148

The other men nearby struggled to stifle their laughter, all staring directly at Rhoda and leaving her completely humiliated, unable to either eat the food or put it down.

Fortunately, Una finally stepped in to save her.

"Eating too much barbecue causes breakouts anyway; we should probably stop. I actually had someone bring over some wine earlier. Let's drink instead! It's nicely chilled and tastes amazing."

She would have been better off staying quiet. The moment she mentioned drinking, all four men instantly shot up from their seats.

Steward cleared his throat. "You guys enjoy. I just spotted someone I know, I'm going to go say hi."

Hammer nodded eagerly. "I need to find Sheridan; I have a business deal to discuss with him."

Ian jumped on the bandwagon. "I'll go with you. My employees want to book his club for a team-building event, I might as well bring it up now."

Vernon tapped his forehead. "I totally forgot to give Sylvie her birthday present! I better go give it to her right now. It's her birthday, I can't be rude."

In a matter of seconds, all four men threw out their excuses and scattered like roaches when the lights come on.

There was absolutely no way they were going to stay and drink with Stella!

Seeing them bolt, Stella casually remarked, "I don't really have anything to talk to you two about anyway. I'm going to go find Sylvie, we actually have things in common. Enjoy your drinks."

With that, she turned to leave.

She had absolutely no desire to hang around these two incompatible women!

Una glanced at the spiked glass of wine and shot Rhoda a meaningful look.

It didn't matter that the guys had left. Their target was Stella anyway!

Rhoda quickly grabbed two glasses of wine and called out, "Please wait a moment, Ms. Hawthorne."

Stella stopped in her tracks, turned around, and saw Rhoda holding out the glasses. "Are you trying to throw another drink at me, Ms. Ford? That trick is getting a bit old, don't you have anything new?"

Rhoda forced a sweet smile. "You're joking, Ms. Hawthorne. I have no intention of throwing wine at you. That was all just a huge misunderstanding earlier. I brought these over to apologize.

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