But her smile faded a little when she felt the weird tension in the room.
"Good morning," Adriana said politely, trying to sound cheerful.
"Morning," Olivia replied without looking up from her plate.
Jean suddenly slammed her fork down, making a loud clang. Everyone turned to look at her.
"I guess I'm invisible now, huh?" Jean said, her voice sharp and dramatic.
Mary didn't even flinch. She calmly reached for another toast and spread some butter on it.
"Jean," she said in a flat tone, "it's too early for your nonsense."
Jean's eyes widened. "Nonsense?! Is that what you call it?"
Olivia finally looked up. She gave Jean a calm, cold stare.
"Yes. You tried to mess with my dad. Then pretended to be the victim. You really think you can sit here like nothing happened?"
Jean scoffed. "I didn't do anything! You all are just twisting my words!"
