My Mother-in-Law Brought 38 Guests to My Restaurant, Ordered the Most Expensive Menu, and Announced She Was Paying — Then She Started Bragging About My Husband’s New Girlfriend

PART 1 — THE PRIVATE ROOM

“Come on, ladies. Don’t be shy. This is practically my daughter-in-law’s place. Today, we’re eating like queens, and I’m picking up the tab.”

Constance Rook said it loud enough for half the restaurant to hear.

It was Friday, just after one-thirty, and every table at Saltmarch was already occupied.