Mary glanced at Rosalynn's tranquil demeanor and snorted.

She believed Rosalynn must be seething with jealousy now that Eleanor was here.

Rolling her eyes, Mary sauntered over to Rosalynn, intent on provoking her.

“Rosalynn, why aren't you having the cake? Feeling ashamed? You really should know your place."

Rosalynn's gaze remained fixed on the documents in front of her.