I averted my gaze, refusing to pay any attention to the duo, nor to the distasteful thoughts they brought to mind.
"Hello everyone, I'm Catherine," she announced openly, greeting everyone in sight. "I believe you all are friends with Damon. I haven't had the pleasure to meet you all formally, but I'd love to treat you all to dinner someday"
Luna snorted, "Damon's friend? I'm Eliana's friend!"
Clara chimed in, "Exactly. Don't get it twisted"
Unfazed by their hostility, Catherine calmly responded, "Mitch is your husband, and Mitch is good friends with Damon. We're all socially connected people. Our businesses have some form of partnership with Damon's. If we're not personal friends, we can at least be considered business associates."
Her argument was irrefutable, and Luna and Clara had no choice but to remain silent.
Eventually, Mitch found what he was looking for. It was a stamp.
