What Charlotte Clark did not expect was, not only was she mortified now, but what awaited her was an even more disastrous situation.
For dinner, the loving husband, Bryan Hawkins, prepared plenty of hairy crabs, specifically the ones beloved by his wife from Suntar Lake. He had initially planned to introduce her to other brands, fearing Carolline Ruiz might not be used to it, but eventually only ordered the brand that Carolline loved.
The attendees numbered almost forty. Ten per table, Bryan had reserved two adjoining private rooms, each table adorned with two large plates of plump and exquisite hairy crabs.
As they arrived at the door, the waiter began serving the dishes. So when they reached the door of the private room, all the dishes were already served and steaming hot.
The food was abundant, especially the hairy crabs that made everyone drool with craving.
