One Hundred and Fourteen

Gwyneth’s POV

"Okay! Okay! Just give me a minute or two. I'll be out." I was confused by the answer on the other line and quickly ended the call.

I hurriedly tied my hair. i wore my fave peep toe pumps that fit my black backless choker neck dress. I still plan to curl my hair, in case I don't have time.

I grabbed the sling bag from the bed and immediately exited the room. I peeked across the second floor and when I was sure no one was there, I went straight up the stairs. I took off my stiletto before slowly stepping down.

"Sh-t!" I was weakly depressed when I suddenly stumbled and almost lost my balance. I even beat a prisoner who wanted to escape what I was doing now.

"Where are you going?"

I was swallowed up and stuck to where I was standing. When the whole house lit up, I slowly turned around and saw Mom standing near the railings. Lagot na.