"Charlotte," the older woman said in a scandalized tone "it's not like you to be so rude. Do you know this woman?" she asked, raking her gaze over me.
Charlotte sneered at me "Mother this would be the infamous Flair, Johnathon's soon-to-be ex-wife" she spat out with venom.
As usual, Johnathon remained silent, the coward that he was. Rachel's hands clenched into fists. I put a hand on her shoulder, silently telling her not to do anything rash.
Charlotte's mother studied me. Her lips curled into a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Well, I can certainly see why Johnathon is so eager to divorce you," she told me coldly "Charlotte is certainly an upgrade for him in the looks department."
"You b***h" Rachel murmured under her breath as I looked at my friend sharply. "As if yo
