107 Mission impossible

I exactly know what I was getting into. No one had forced me to wear this uniform. I had put on a hat and dyed my hair. Lisa helped me in that because I didn't want to waste my time in going to a costly parlor for the same. It wasn't an issue of money for money but money and interest. When I got ready in my basic clothes Mrs Morgan gave me a silent yet disapproving look. I didn't think that I should dress up any more. No one is expecting me to be in my Gucci or Prada suits when my husband is in prison for murder of my own father.

When I met him he gave me a slow smile. I rolled my eyes at him. Why can't he stop flirting. I was married and mother of a child. But that only made me more interesting. He is really sick.

"We didn't get properly introduced. I'm John", he said.

"I thought we were doing this anonymously", I said.

"My partner is over the top for everything. He is being extra cautious since you are a celebrity", he said.

"I'm not a celebrity", I said to him.

"I see you on magazi