Chapter 84

Clara's POV

Katy walked downstairs to approach us. She looked warm and snuggled up in her thick fur jacket.

"It's nice to know that you are working hard for this family, breaking your back and taking extra shifts just for us," Katy said sarcastically. She crossed her arms, shooting me a glare.

Not even a 'good morning' or 'how was work?'"It would be best if you considered taking a different job. Things are going much better for me. Maybe you could work with me instead and help deliver the cakes." Mom suggested.

"I would be of no use to you in your business. I don't even have a licence. We don't even have a car." I answered. "Besides, I'd like to know who that man was who just left our house." I changed the subject. The focus was now on Mom.

"He is no one. Why are you so suspicious? I'm sick of you and your sister thinking you can control my life." Mom answered dismissively.

She threw her hands in the air dismissively as she turned to walk to the kitchen.

Katy and I weren't having it.