The accusation that came from Phoebe did not faze her aunt at all. Instead, she lazily sat in a chair next to the table, a smirk curled on her lips as she continued to study Phoebe who looked at her through narrow slitted eyes.
Maureen was very comfortable, she could so easily do this all day and run circles around Phoebe until she broke. However, she was also quite aware that Phoebe's mouth was hard to pry open when she didn't want to talk. After pondering for a while, she decided to bow first, after all their goals were aligned.