The sun was high up in the sky but the restaurant that the four ladies dined in felt like a sub-zero deep freezer with each lady having cunning thoughts to herself as they pretended to tinker with their phones.
Ava, whose back was facing the floor to ceiling window that showed other shoppers passing by, was thinking of how to bait Olivia just so she could prove her intuition was right.
Across her was Emily who was busy creating scenarios in her mind as to how to put Fiona in her rightful place… away from her and her friends and back to showbusiness where she belongs.
Fiona, on the other hand, who sat to Ava's left, was thinking of ways to snag that exclusive birthday dinner invitation.
And Olivia, who was running out of patience, was furtively tapping her fingers on her lap under the table as the slow service was getting on her nerves.
