Chapter 108. The Best Sister, Not

CHARLOTTE

Mother sobbed harder, making sure her cries echoed outside the walls.

“Exactly, my love. That’s all I get,” she wailed. “I only wanted her to feel special. I arranged everything—everything! And she spits in my face! She even called me evil. She’s always been so arrogant, so ungrateful. Yet she pretends to be the victim.”

I inhaled sharply, calming my nerves.

Why on earth did I think a reunion would be a good idea? Why did I think they had changed? I had a chance to be seen as one of them?

“After everything she’s done for you,” Mr. Jones said, cutting into my thoughts. “She begged me to give you a role in my next film. I was against it. Your reputation for being… ratchet… difficult… precedes you. But for her sake, I considered it. And this is how you repay her love?”

I stared at him, stunned. “My reputation?” I echoed slowly. “You don’t even know me. If you want to talk about ‘difficult,’ maybe start with your daughters—the most spoiled,