Emma Covington and her mother, Deirdre Covington, move to the bar.

"I can't believe I let you drag me here," Emma tells her. "Besides, we have a fully stocked bar at home."

She filled her in on the misunderstanding of Will taking Jacques's word on something more occurring between her and Jacques during her body massage, which he paid off the masseuse to leave him a room alone with her, and not Will was talking to her.

"Oh, come on, a few drinks and some appetizers might make you feel better."

The wealthy widow is wearing a black belted cashmere hooded coat and clasping onto her leather clutch, then narrows in on Sarah Lynn, who is having lunch with her daughters.

Emma instantly sees her mother's latest target.

"Mother, can we not?"

But Deirdre had already made it halfway over to them.

Emma saunters to the bar, urgently needing a glass of something to calm her nerves. She hadn't spoken to Will since their argument, and when she went over to the club, he either had already left or knew what time she usually came in to oversee the business affairs.

"I hope I'm not interrupting," the petite, red-haired woman says as she addresses the Saunders women at their table.

Martha covers the side of her face while mouthing out, "Yeah, right."

It's no secret that their families have been feuding for several decades now, in addition to Deirdre and Sarah Lynn never being friends, unlike she and Esther were forty years ago.

"Hello, Deirdre; we were just having lunch and catching up."

Louise could detect her mother using the same poise she harnesses when dealing with someone she isn't fond of, courtesy of her pageant days.

However, Deirdre ignores the older woman and gazes at Louise. "I hated hearing about things ending with you and Jai Gupta. Then again, I guess the heart wants what it wants, which I gather in this case is the former husband who left you for the woman he's married to now."

Louise does her best to hold her tongue instead of lashing out at her teenage sweetheart's mother, while Sarah Lynn takes a bite of her arugula salad from not making a scene herself in the restaurant.

Having seen enough of her making a fool of herself, Emma sets her glass of cabernet down on the countertop to go over to them.

"Hi," she says earnestly. "Mother, how about we let them get back to their meal?"

Deirdre turns to her daughter, then back onto them. "Nice seeing you all," she says while accompanying her.

"Okay, what the hell was that?" Martha asks them.

"I'm beginning to see why Aunt Esther says those things about her," Louise declares.

Sarah Lynn wipes her hand with a linen napkin. "Usually, I don't let anyone chase me or my family away. But do you mind if we get out of here?"

Without another word, the women gather their belongings while Louise takes out the cash for their bill.

Back at the bar, it doesn't take long for Emma to interrogate her mother.

"Was that necessary?"

A bartender serves Deirdre a gin and tonic.

"I was simply touching base with an old friend," she says matter-of-factly.

Emma knows nothing is simple when it comes to her mother, let alone that she and Sarah Lynn have never been close since she presumes Peter moved onto her when Deirdre and he broke up back in the early 70s.

"How about in your next entanglement you choose someone without a criminal record who doesn't financially benefit from you?"

In reality, Deirdre is aware Jacques is working overtime to seduce her away from that ex-con at her behest. She takes a good sip, recalling that she almost had Will killed when she hired someone to cut his vehicle brakes, if only it had succeeded instead of severely injuring Emma in the process.

The brunette takes an ample drink of her red wine, wondering if it's desperation or loneliness she's confiding in her mother of all people.