CHAPTER 44

AUTHOR'S POV:

SOMEWHERE...

A lady was sitting by the window, sipping on her coffee. She was gazing outside of the window to the grand garden. She was running her eyes over everything when a small knock came from the door.

"Kom der yn," the lady muttered and a petite woman entered the room.

"Mefrou," the woman bowed down, and the lady scuffed. She scrunched her nose in disgust and looked away. She hates poor people. According to her, they're only good to clean rich and high-class people's poo. The woman was standing silently while gazing at the floor. She was trembling badly. She knew what this she-devil is capable of. She flickered her fingers, signaling the woman to start talking.

"Mefrou, she has started living with him. And...," The lady raised her hand making the woman stop talking.

"Is he taking the magic potion,"? The lady asked and the woman fell silent. The lady turned around and the woman gasped at the look in her eyes. Her eyes were blazing in fury. The woman gulped. Her hear