What does it feel like when a storm is brewing?
To Shirley Thorne, it felt like nothing at all.
Ever since watching Meredith Rowan's performance, Shirley had entered a zen-like state. Specifically, she hadn't even been leaving the house.
It wasn't that she was a complete homebody; she would occasionally head out with her drawing board to sketch. But ever since she'd personally witnessed Meredith Rowan take that poison, she had become completely unbothered.
'Sigh, The Mistress Mother is trying way too hard. I don't want to provoke her anymore.'
Out of the goodness of her heart, Shirley Thorne didn't bother Meredith Rowan. She only posted a few melodramatic, sappy essays on her social media feed to make the other woman think she had decided to use the Little Blue Bottle.
Making a last-ditch effort, Susan Langley followed her around relentlessly, trying every persuasive tactic she could think of.
