Red in the Face but Adamant

The moment Sandra laid eyes on the stack of repair bills, her reaction was priceless. Her gaze froze, wide-eyed, but her face betrayed no hint of remorse—only defiance. Greg scanned her expression, hoping for a sign of guilt, but it never came. Instead, she immediately refused to pay, her voice sharp and firm.

With a swift motion, she shoved the bills back at him as though trying to push the entire issue out of her life. And then, without another word, she slammed the door shut, leaving Greg standing there. A smirk crept across his face; the trap had been set, and Sandra had walked right into it.