Chapter hundred seven

Anna chewed on her nails, antsy and restless that her plans went southward. It was obvious that the two saw through her facade and did not believe her charade.

“Where the fuck is my coffee?” She growled at Emily who hurriedly offered her what she wanted.

Now, this was precisely what she wanted. Someone who quickly did her bindings without hesitation.

The bitter taste of the coffee nearly choked her. “Wtf!” She yelled. The little girl did that on purpose. Helen, enraged, threw the glass on the wall.

It took her every ounce of self-control she possessed not to bash her head on the wall. “Emily darling.” She stared, as Emily walked towards where she stood, unafraid of what was going to become of her. “I guess you don't like me much?” She questioned Emily, who decided to put up a bold front instead of scurrying away.

“No, I don't. Stay away from the lady of the house and my boss. You are even ---” Emily did not get to complete her sentence before Anna descended on her with all the pen
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