Chapter Twenty three

"Pisssss" the pressure cooker whispered in the kitchen. Helma chopped vegetables for dinner. She checked on the lamb on the pressure cooker and returned to the vegetables. Forty minutes later, Helma was done with dinner. She made lamb stew and pasta. She smiled fulfilled at the nose blinding aroma from her meal. She served her plate and walked to the dinning. She sat down to eat after a long day when Clara walked down the stairs all dressed.

She wore a red bodycon dress and a black stiletto heels. She walked down the stairs majestically with her purse and heavy makeup. Helma stared and returned to her meal. She bad just one bite when Clara started walking towards the dinning. "Don't I look pretty?" Clara asked sarcastically smiling. Helma looked at her and nodded and returned to her food trying to avoid further troubles from Clara.

Clara leaned on the dinning table "oh. Thank you so much. You know Jay will never settle for some cheap bitch. You should take that as a warning" she said