Conspiracy

Bella's POV: I was not very enthusiastic about Betty's attitude. I just said a few words out of courtesy. Betty and I had changed from being closest sisters to strangers. If it weren't for mother, Betty might not have come to attend the wedding today. "Betty, don't play with your phone. Come and see how your sister's makeup is today!" Mother shouted at Betty, who was sitting far away. Under mother's urging, Betty finally walked over with a very cold expression. Glancing at me in the mirror, Betty said perfunctorily, "Mom, the makeup artist hired by Klein is very famous in the city, and his makeup skills are very good. How can ordinary people like us pick a problem?" Betty sat back down. Mother scolded in a low voice, "What's with your attitude? Today is your sister's wedding." Betty pretended not to hear mother at all. Mother turned around and said to me, "Your sister may be tired. Don't mind her. I'm going to the bathroom." After that, mother turned and went into the bathroom. At this