Everyone looked surprised and Olivia’s expression changed instantly. She quickly added, “Isabel, you’ve been busy all afternoon. Please, join us for dinner.”
She was calm and natural, playing the part of a gracious hostess, inviting the grumpy housekeeper to sit down for a meal.
Donald seemed to know that I was just about to make a sarcastic remark because he quickly intervened, “Yes, you’ve really gone out of your way today. These are Olivia's friends, so they’re my friends now too. From now on, let’s all get to know each other.”
Olivia raised her glass, smiling brightly at me. “I’m grateful to Mr. Hernandez for inviting me to his home and I also want to thank Isabel for preparing this lovely dinner.”
"The first toast is for you, Isabela. I hope you’ll do me the honor.”
From the moment she walked in, she’d been dripping with hostility and her words carried a double meaning.
Without looking up, I said, “No need. I don’t drink.”
Donald’s expression instantly darkened at my refusal.
