This idea had been simmering in Sonya's mind for ages, but she never had the guts to act on it. Every time Ada showed off her pricey jewelry, the thought would whirl around in Sonya's head like a wild tornado. Now that Clara had mentioned it, it was as if Pandora's box had been flung wide open.
"Clara, how do you know Michael will take the bait?" Sonya asked.
Michael was Ada's husband and Simon's dad. Clara pulled a tiny bottle from her bag. "Ever heard of the honey trap? It's a favorite in certain circles. There's this place called Moonlight that folks love. I can sneak you in, and you just slip this into Michael's drink. When he wakes up and finds you there, it'll be too late. Or you could take it further. Michael's never been the faithful type; he's got a few side flings."
Ada knew just what to reveal and what to keep under wraps. How could a man who was already unfaithful resist temptation? Ada's savvy helped her keep her position firm. Simon was all grown up and Michael’s father Walter was watching over things, so Michael couldn't afford to let his affairs go public.
Clara's words were so convincing that Sonya was buzzing with excitement as she took the bottle and tucked it away in her purse. "Clara, you'd better keep your promise."
Clara smirked a little, getting up from her chair. "Tonight, we make our move."
Sonya struggled to keep her excitement in check, taking a deep breath. "Alright, I'll wait for your cue."
Sonya was the first to leave. Clara sat for another half hour before heading out, only to bump into Ada at the café entrance.
Ada's face turned stormy. "Clara?"
The two had fallen out completely, and Clara couldn't be bothered with pretense. She was ready to walk away.
Ada was fuming. "Clara, you're set to marry Nate. Don't you know how to show some respect for your elders?"
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