Chapter Ninety-Six

“He has become so free that he has time to get married!” Madam Felicia snarled.

“We have to do something. What is London saying?” Madam Theresa questioned anxiously.

They were in a small two-bedroom apartment, and with them was Martins who didn’t look satisfied with the news he had heard.

“London, London, London, think! Think woman!” Madam Felicia angrily barked at her.

“Think of a solution and for once stop relying on someone. It’s not like his solutions are ever useful to us.” Madam Felicia complained in annoyance.

“You are also a woman so you should think!” Madam Theresa fired at her. “Besides, you are at fault here. You challenged London and pushed him away else he would have still been here to rack brains with us.” Madam Theresa reminded her curtly.

“Well, since it has gotten to this, we are on our own.” Madam Felicia hissed. “The companies, the mansions, all our assets have been coveted by that one small church rat. And not only that, he keeps on making waves and is now about to