My MIL Banned Me From Dinner, I Burst Out Laughing And Asked The Owner For A Seat, Because The Owner

The maître d’ barely glanced at me before shaking his head. “I’m sorry, madam, but there’s no reservation under your name.” I blinked, momentarily thrown off. “That’s impossible. I was invited to dinner with my husband’s family. They should already be here.” He gave me a polite but firm smile. “I just checked. There’s a reservation for six under ‘Morgan Sinclair,’ but I’m afraid—” A sharp, familiar voice cut through the conversation. “Oh, Claire,” Morgan’s voice rang out, dripping with amusement. “Did you really think I’d include you in tonight’s dinner?” #redditstory #revengestories #audiostory