The $50,000 Dinner​

Summary

After the long holiday weekend, my wife had her assistant, Leo, host the company’s back-to-work party.

I got lucky and won third prize in the raffle—$500. Leo immediately started egging me on, insisting I treat the entire company to dinner.

At the restaurant, the staff swarmed Leo, raising their glasses to him, praising his generosity. I, the one who was supposedly hosting, was left completely on the sidelines.

After the meal, Leo, his breath thick with alcohol, slid a stack of receipts in front of me.

When I saw the total, I calmly pulled out my phone and dialed my wife.