The moment Susan Langley got the photos, she felt that familiar, heart-stopping rage again, so intense she almost lost her composure.
To make matters worse, Shirley Thorne was right there, proudly taking credit. "Aunt Langley, I followed your instructions to the letter and got a picture of every single dish. Pretty impressive, right?"
Susan Langley: "..."
'Oh, right. I was the one who asked her to take pictures of all the dishes. I requested it myself.'
"But... Ethan isn't in them..."
Susan Langley did her best to keep the fury from her voice, forcing herself to sound calm.
Shirley Thorne picked up a piece of chicken, looked up, and blinked. She admitted her "mistake" with a straight face. "Yep, my bad. But it's too late to take one now. I've already dug in!"
She flashed Susan Langley a smile, her expression exceptionally cheeky.
