CHAPTER 089: Around Her Fingers

Caspian's POV

The bitch has won. Somehow, Mabel’s managed to twist the others around her little finger. But something feels off. I can see it in the way they avoid looking at me, their expressions tight and uncomfortable. Whatever they’re doing, they’re not doing it willingly. And Mabel? She knows how to push my buttons, to manipulate the situation to her advantage.

“If there were any major changes,” I begin, “I should have been involved. This isn’t something you spring on people over breakfast.”

Mabel smiles. “Well, you’re here now. No harm done.”

“No harm?” Desiree asks. “You’re making major decisions without including the people who matter most. And the fact that Paul and Gladys are here—uninvited—tells me exactly what kind of game this is.”

Mabel waves a hand dismissively. “Your issues with Paul and Gladys have nothing to do with this. That’s a personal matter, and frankly, not my concern.”

Fiona, Desiree’s sister, speaks up. “Maybe we should just enjoy breakfast and talk later?”