Chapter 5

"Charlotte, I went through all this trouble to get everyone together. Are you trying to kill the vibe for me?" Mabel crossed her arms and shot me a lazy look.

I licked my dry lips. "It was me."

"Wow, how shameless," someone scoffed.

"I've always heard Charlotte Grant was a rebel, but I never thought she'd sink this low—actually working as a waitress," another person sneered.

"What a shame. The Grant family really got the short end of the stick with you," someone else chimed in.

Mabel feigned anger. "Hey, don't talk nonsense. My sister worked an honest job as…