“I have an email from him confirming the revisions.”
Evelyn sat down.
“Did you implement them?”
“The mother-son dance has been removed from the running order. We haven’t changed your assigned seat or made any arrangements to escort you away. I wanted to confirm directly with you before proceeding.”
She was grateful for that.
“What about the additional services?”
“They’ve requested a private after-party, a premium bar extension, and use of the presidential suite. Those aren’t included in your original agreement.”
“And who would be paying?”
“The request identifies your account as the proposed billing source.”
Evelyn closed her eyes.
She had already paid a little over one hundred and forty thousand dollars for the wedding and reception.
That was the total she had approved, including the vendors paid separately from the hotel.
The additional services would substantially increase the cost.
“I haven’t authorized any of that.”
“I understand, Mrs. Carter.”
“Then don’t charge it to me.”
“Of course.”
She paused.
“Daniel, please keep the original requests and correspondence. I may need to discuss them with Marcus.”
“Certainly.”
She had intended to call her son that evening.
Instead, he called first.
He was frantic because Brielle’s makeup artist had canceled.
He needed help finding a replacement.
Evelyn gave him three numbers.
Then she tried to raise the matter of the revised schedule.
“Marcus, Daniel sent me something concerning the reception.”
“Mom, please. We’re having a terrible week.”
“It’s about my place at the family table.”
He sighed.
