Chapter 300

Isadora opened the bedroom door, pointing an accusatory finger at Angelina. "You… You're eating on the bed? Ches, are you seriously not gonna say anything?" "You're not even the one washing the sheets," Chester said, unfazed. Isadora's eyes locked onto the strawberry cake. "Well, since you already dug into the skewers, give me the cake." "Nope." "Wow. Greedy much? You want everything?" "You can have some of the meat skewers." "Fine. I can't say no to free food." Isadora, one arm wrapped around Catherine, crouched beside the bed, eyeing the food like a hawk. Chester gave her a disgusted look. He was visibly horrified at the thought of oil dripping onto Catherine's face. "Give me Catherine." Isadora clung tighter and broke into an overly dramatic sob. "Catherine! I don't want to let you go! My precious girl—" "Quit the banshee wailing! It's almost dinner time!" Emily's voice carried sharply from down the hall. Reluctantly, Isadora shut up and sat down next to Angelina, still