Chapter 70
JOAN’S POV The meal continued. My mind was filled with exhaustion and nerves as I moved around the table, making sure every guest was served properly. Emily and Sarah helped me that night. Emily was calm and focused. Sarah, on the other hand, acted like she was doing me a favor just by being there. As usual. I looked at the dessert table and realized we would need more soon. “Sarah,” I said quietly. “Could you please bring out more of the lemon tarts from the kitchen?” Sarah paused mid-step, arching an eyebrow at me. “Can’t you see I’m busy, Joan?” she said. Her voice was filled with sarcasm. “Maybe you should fetch them yourself. You seem to enjoy giving orders.” I stared at her for a moment. There were guests all around us; I couldn’t risk a scene. Taking a slow breath, I replied
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