BERYL
As we sit down at the table to wait for others to arrive, I can't help but laugh when I see Brenda trying to stick closer to Henry but he moves his chair closer to me.
Mr. Smith approaches me and takes my hands into his.
“If I were twenty years younger—”
“You would still be too old—” Leah laughs.
I chuckle at his playful glare.
“Seriously, you look stunning!” he smiles and carries on.
Carla, Hebrys Personal Assistant comes over to say hi too.
“You look beautiful miss Beryl!” She complements me.
I smile shyly at her.
“You look absolutely radiant too. I love your dress!”
It's a white flowery off shoulder dress which hugs her every curve. Her usually tied up hair has been combed backwards and it falls on her shoulders in massive curls.
One person is still missing. Mr. And Mr
