Chapter 36

"Alright. I will leave it to you and the personal chef to curate a meal plan for the master. If he one day asks me why I never make his meal. I'd point my finger at you," I said to her with a dripping sarcasm in my voice. I took a step back and was about to walk out from the kitchen when the corner of my eyes caught a woman probably in her early fifties standing near the arched door that connects the kitchen to the living room.

Seeing that Himalayan Birkin on her hand and the full set of Bvlgari's Serpenti necklace and bracelet on her neck and wrist. I need no guide nor someone else to tell me who is she. I know that she'll be at the rehearsal dinner tomorrow but I didn't expect her to show up at this time of the day nor did her son because Kairos knows that she is coming. He would tell me, or at least that's what I thought.

"Rory," she said, it's probably her form of greeting me after she recovered from the shock of seeing me being a bitch to this one woman to whom she entrusted her