Calculated Grace

Irene's face turned a deep shade of red. "Valerie! Because you can't win Desmond's heart doesn't mean you should act like this."

Vanessa coughed into her hand. "Mom, that's enough!"

Naomi Garrison, the hostess, hurried over with a coat and quickly wrapped it around Vanessa. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Channing. Honestly, I never thought Ms. Ellsworth would do something like this."

Vanessa held up her hand