Eighty nine

“What's your identity I mean what family did you come from and how did you meet my son Andrew?”

Mrs. Kate asked at once and Tricia, was disturbed about this question but, nonetheless, she just stayed low and let her see what Mrs. Kate, is up to.

“ I'm from the Dominic's. The president of Iraq and I am the only daughter among three wealthy boys.”

She explained and Tricia, looked so surprised but, when she was about to think the awkward, Angela, continued describing herself.

“I am also, not a spoilt daughter of an influential man, I am also, made to be good in business. Well… my academic qualifications, I had studied business and graduated as a top class student and I am a journalist and a lawyer too. I basically, help firms and those…”

“That's terrific!”

Mrs. Kate, cut her short in her words.she could see the glimpse of pride in her voice and actions. Tricia, on the hand, was just looking in mouth agape she just was already feeling nervous and could just say what is going to happ