Josephine Grant felt the disdainful gazes from those around them, and her resentment for Shirley Thorne grew. But she didn't dare lash out. Not only that, she was also afraid Leo Graham would turn on her.
She forced a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Sister-in-law," she said, "Leo and I are going to find Auntie up ahead. Feel free to look around here for a bit."
Susan Langley was today's host, but she wasn't responsible for greeting guests or playing the part of the mistress of the house. She was just waiting backstage like a mascot.
The one truly wielding the power of the hostess was Josephine Grant.
Of course, it was a willing partnership of sorts, so Shirley Thorne couldn't say much about it.
'No, actually, I do want to say something.'
'This fake mother-daughter duo is identically stupid. You'd think they were actually related by blood!'
Shirley Thorne nodded and smiled lightly. "Go on, then. See you in a bit."
