GLENDA'S POV
I heard Maurice curse under his breath. I wondered if he was cursing at me. The answer fell on my lap or should I say my husband's lap when an unknown lady walked into the study and sat on him.
I watched in surprise as the strange lady sat on Maurice's lap and kissed him. I could tell they were close, but he didn't seem pleased to see her. Maybe because I was there.
"Aren't you happy to see me? Didn't you miss me? Why are you giving me cold shoulders? Are you mad at me?" She threw Maurice a torrent of questions, barely giving the man any time to reply.
"Okay, I know you are mad because I didn't fly in last night as planned and you miss me. My flight was delayed. I would have been here sooner.- She cooed- "I'm sorry baby." She whined and pouted, splaying a seductive hand o
