Bitter Aftertaste

I had already reserved a private room at a fancy restaurant. On the table for ten, I put out the Bordeaux I had brought along. It was the wine Declan left at home, and I used it as a favor.

Of course, the few wine-loving top executives stared right at the bottle, eager to get a taste. "Mr. Ashford and Mrs. Ashford seem close. Mrs. Ashford, you're lucky."

"Yeah, Mr. Ashford's young and successful,