I Investigated My Ex for Billion-Dollar Tax Fraud

I had been chasing after Amias Bennett for quite some time before he finally accepted my confession. There was a catch, though: we had to keep our relationship under wraps. Today marks our one-year anniversary, and it's the first time Amias has agreed to go public with us.

I had booked a private room well in advance, bought a new Victorian-style dress, and spent the whole day prepping for this special occasion. With eager anticipation, I received the label of "caretaker." The waiter, Jackson Shaw, who brought the wine to our private room, was visibly surprised when he saw me standing off to the side. He glanced at my pale face and asked if I was okay or needed any assistance.

I shook my head and went over to the reception desk. "Is it possible to get a refund for my recent payment?" I inquired. As I glanced back at the private room, I added, "Also, please add ten bottles of aged wine to the room's tab—I plan on taking them with me."