Chapter 20: Why Is He Laughing At Me?
The moment Madison stepped into the house, Chloe dropped her fork.
Not accidentally.
Dramatically.
On purpose.
The fork hit the plate with a loud CLANG.
Everyone looked at her.
"I just felt tension."
"Stop talking," Ivy muttered.
"I refuse."
Of course she did.
Madison stood near the doorway holding a gift bag and an awkward smile.
The kind of smile people wore when they suddenly realized they'd walked into a family dinner.
And possibly a crime scene.
"Oh," Madison said. "Bad timing?"
"Terrible timing," Chloe replied immediately.
"CHLOE."
"What? Honesty matters."
Theodore pinched the bridge of his nose.
Grace looked delighted.
Because Grace loved guests.
Unexpected guests.
Expected guests.
Random delivery drivers.
If you entered
