Chapter 56

Amara Nicholas;

I went downstairs to have my supper. It was already late, after 6pm, and I didn't bother telling Darlington about his mother's request for me to start cooking. I didn't want to dwell on Darlington being kind to me. He is his mother's son, so he definitely possesses the same traits as her.

Stepping into the living room downstairs, I observed that the Briggs already had a guest, a middle-aged, beautiful fair-skinned woman. She seemed older, like my mother's age mate. The woman was wearing a sophisticated green gown paired with black shoes. Her long blonde locks were braided neatly and packed in a bun. She was sitting on a couch across from Mrs. Ifeoma Briggs as they discussed something in the living room.

The lady stopped talking as she saw me finally step into the living room and met her surprised gaze. She seemed a bit familiar to me, like I had seen her before, but I couldn't remember where. She looked taken aback to see me.

"Good evening, Ma," I greeted the woman and