With the way Raymond had scurried off earlier, Julia was convinced there was nothing wrong with the food. She felt there was something up his sleeves but the issue was, she couldn't place her hands on it no matter her efforts. "I don't trust him a bit." She said, biting the corner of her lips. She tried to resume eating but she couldn't. She had suddenly lost appetite. Instead of waiting for the maids to carry the used plates, she grabbed the plate and then went to the caterers stand. "Thank you." She said, placing the plates on the table. "You are welcome. I hope you enjoyed your meal?" The lady behind the table asked, returning her smile. "I did, thank you." On getting to the table she was occupying, she met an unsolicited visitor, smiling at her as if she had won a lottery. Her visitor was, Asher. She was a close friend up until she married Raymond, the alleged pauper. "What do you want?" She asked, lowering herself on her seat. "Come on, stop acting as if we are fighting
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