GLENDA'S POV
Nana had sent me to call Maurice. At this time of the day, I was certain he'd be in his study, so I headed there.
On reaching there, I saw that the door was ajar so I decided against knocking. I poked my head through the small space of the door and regretted almost immediately after I heard Maurice's rigid voice.
“LUCY!”
I still at that moment because Maurice had his angry eyes on me.
“I could come back later.” I said in a small voice as I cowered under Maurice's gaze. If Maurice was already in a foul mood, then the best thing would be not to be in the center of the heat.
“It's fine!” Maurice snapped, but this time he had his glares peeled at a seething Lucy. “You can come in. Lucy was just leaving.”
Slowly, I walked further into the tensed room. It felt hot in there ev
