Part 3mildred Pierce : Season 1 Episode 3 <EXTENDED ◎>

The night was a roaring success, the tables turning over and the cash register singing a steady tune. But as the last guest departed and the California night cooled, the silence of the empty restaurant felt heavy. Mildred sat at a table, her feet aching, staring at the receipts. She had done it. She was a business owner.

Yet, as she looked at Veda, who was fastidiously cleaning a smudge off her silk sleeve with an expression of pure martyrdom, Mildred realized the cost of her ambition. She had traded her labor for a chance to give Veda the world, only to realize that the more she gave, the more Veda loathed the hands that provided it. Part 3Mildred Pierce : Season 1 Episode 3

As the restaurant filled with the local elite, Mildred watched her daughter navigate the room. Veda didn’t walk; she glided, her chin tilted at an angle that suggested she was merely visiting the middle class on her way to something grander. When Mildred handed her a plate to serve, the flash of disdain in Veda’s eyes was sharper than any steak knife. The night was a roaring success, the tables

"Is this what we've become, Mother?" Veda’s voice was a low, melodic poison. "A family of servants?" She had done it