The pinch was hard enough to Jeanette's entire body jerk in pain.
"Yvonne Carter, don't you dare..." Jeanette's sentence was cut off when Yvonne slapped a hand over her mouth.
"Ms. Miller, I know the itch is unbearable, but I'd still suggest you stop making a scene. It's very unbecoming of you," Yvonne said coldly and prodded her along. "Let me escort you upstairs now."
"Mmm!" Jeanette struggled to no avail.
"Aunt Yana, Mom, please feel free to continue eating. I'll go with them," Zoey volunteered after Yvonne left with Jeanette. "Don't worry. I'll make sure things are under control."
