Chapter 12

Lola's POV.

I stared at the beautiful lingerie given to me by future mother-in-law as it lay on my bed as I pefumed my body.

A lot of thoughts ran through my mind. I could not afford to mess up this chance, but I also did not know what to do.

For one, I had never associated myself with cooking because I was a model, and I had servants to do it for me, so Cecilia's rewurst that i cool was foreign to me. I could not cook to sage my life.

I recalled her once telling me about how Eric loved Emily's meals.

Emily was their maid. Of course she would know how to cook!

I scoffed in annoyance.

Suddenly, my mind lit with an idea.

Of course. Emily knew how to cook!

I grabbed my phone and dialled her contact. She picked on the fourth ring.

"Hello, Ms Lola."

"I need you to come over to my house now,"

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment.

"We are not supposed to meet till tomorrow, ma'am," she reminded me.

"Did I tell you I was dumb? Of course I remember, but I want you here