When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 168

“You’re finally here!” Artina exclaimed, moving to give Henrietta a customary hug.

Henrietta recoiled, taking two steps back. Artina was left hugging empty air, nearly stumbling forward. The public rejection was mortifying.

Henrietta simply stated, “Words will suffice.”

Before Artina could react, one of her friends piped up, “What’s your problem…”

Artina cut her off sharply. “Be quiet! Don’t be rude. This is my boss, Ms. Sargent. She’s been a great benefactor to me.”

The friend’s expression changed instantly, her face breaking into a wide, flowery smile. “Oh, so you’re the Ms. Sargent that Artina is always talking about!”

Henrietta gave a curt nod.

Artina reached for Henrietta’s arm. “Please, Ms. Sargent, this way. We’ll sit at the main table.”

Henrietta deftly avoided her touch.

Artina’s face tightened with annoyance, but she said nothing, merely leading them to the head table. The three of them sat down, with Artina deliberately taking the seat next to Henrietta. Henrietta frowned, the proximity making her skin crawl.

Winona quickly intervened. “Henrietta, let’s switch seats.”

Henrietta nodded, and they swapped places.

Artina’s expression soured further. “Ms. Sargent, what is the meaning of this?”

“I’m already promoting you,” Henrietta offered a plausible excuse. “It’s best to avoid any appearance of favoritism.”

The excuse was solid enough that Artina had no comeback.

Winona decided to get straight to the point. “Where’s your fiancé? Why isn’t he with you?”

“He had something to take care of,” Artina explained. “He’ll be here a little later.”

“So, should we start eating?” Winona asked.

“Yes, of course. Don’t wait for him. He’ll join us when he’s free.”

Artina, playing the gracious host, signaled for the dinner service to begin. Exquisite, lavish dishes were promptly brought to the table, along with bottles of wine.

Winona leaned closer to Henrietta. “Impressive. This wine costs over three hundred thousand a bottle.”

Charlotte leaned in from the other side. “This dinner is going to cost at least five or six million, isn’t it?”

“Something like that,” Henrietta confirmed.

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