Chapter One hundred-sixty three

Tricia sat in the living room with a lot of thoughts going through her head. Looking at her you could tell she was disturbed.

Burundi who was at home with her, and a few domestic staff, saw the look on her face. At first, he overlooked it and went on with his business.

A few minutes later, he returned and still saw her in that same mood. It troubled him in a way, and he thought about asking her about it. He knows they aren't close, though they are the only ones who end up being at home.

They don't have a smooth sailing-relationship with each other. Burundi didn't like her because of the way she treated her daughter, Layla. But he just couldn't turn a blind eye to what was going on.

Even if he wanted to do so, his conscience wouldn't allow him to do such a thing. They are being housed, and fed by their boss. If anything wrong later happens, there's every tendency for him to be held accountable one way or the other.

Why? That's because he found her looking worried on a certain hot after