Finn asked with a smile.
"Just watching the show!"
Anna held her glass, smiling as she spoke.
"Hmm?"
"I made my mom accept that woman." Anna sneered.
Miles thought Mrs. Monroe had really figured things out.
Ha, figured it out my ass.
No woman would figure it out, especially considering without Mrs. Monroe, Miles wouldn't be where he is now.
Conscience, damn it, has really been eaten by dogs.
Anna thought this, her face showing anger, "Help me get some reporters inside."
This banquet was held for Miles' mistress, but Miles was afraid things would get out of hand, so he invited guests but did not invite reporters.
"Sure!"
Finn smiled and agreed.
Having learned about Miles organizing the banquet for his mistress, Finn was puzzled by Anna's reaction.
He thought Anna was asking him out for a meal to complain in tears.
Unexpectedly, Anna had already prepared.
She realized sitting across from her that Anna seemed different.
