Chapter 30

ISABELLA 

"That was the best truffle pasta I've had in a while," Camilla sighs "your chef is truly the best, I am jealous." 

I sip my glass of chateau Lafite, Adam partner John and his wife Camilla joined us for dinner Friday night. Camilla had dirty blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes and was covered in botox, her face barely moves.

"I'll let him know that," I say politely, they were an older couple and one of our close friends. 

"How was the meeting, I couldn't join the PTA this year with all the work with the new house I just don't have the time," Camilla says, her younger son attended the same school with Rosalie.