After certain moments a phone call dragged him back to his present from his own world of thoughts. After taking for minutes he understood what exactly he needed to do.
“Come on Inaya. Let’s find out about your Benjamin.”
Greta entered the mansion swaying her hips and people welcomed her bowing their heads. One of the maids informed her about Carlos’s absence and that was exactly what she was looking for. With her scrutinizing gaze she took a quiet note of different things around her.
“Where is the b***h?” She laughed while asking the question. One of the maids gave her a weird look after hearing her way of addressing the girl who was staying on the second floor. She c****d her neck and asked her in a low tone.
“Mam, are you talking about Miss Inaya?”
Greta could feel her ears burning
