The ones you shouldn't mess with

The lady that was standing before Ava was wearing a mint green corset dress, with orange designer heels and a bag to match her beautiful look. Her hair was dyed to the exact color of her heels which was in curls, and her makeup was a perfect complement to her entire outfit.

Ava remembered the sight of her even if she looked different from the last time they had seen, which was when she left for college before their father died. It was Leslie, her now step-sister.

"Damn. It is really you, Ava," Leslie, who recognized her on the spot, walked closer to her to confirm that it was her. Since she and Celine didn't care to look for her years ago after she had left, they didn't hear the news that she had boarded a boat that capsized, because they were so busy selling the remaining properties.

"Leslie. How good to see you here," Ava, who took a hint that Leslie had seen her already from the onset played along.

"You work as a sales assistant here?" Leslie asked rudely with so much pride in