Turning the Tables

The birthday banquet was about to begin.

The garden was lively and filled with guests. The melodious sound of violins and a piano reverberated in the air.

Meanwhile, inside the villa, Conrad was standing in a quiet corridor, facing a tough decision.

Camilla decided to egg him further, “Conrad, drink it. I've already set things in motion, so you have no way out. How do you think Desmond and Pierce