3RD POV.
Same Day.
After cutting the brakes of Lydia's Mercedes-Benz, Jenny fled the scene especially after feeling someone burning a hole at the back. She didn't even bother confronting anyone or searching around, she simply entered into the minivan and zoomed out of the parking lot heading straight to a cafe where she could give as her alibi if questioned on where she had been.
Now, six hours, it was way past lunchtime and Lydia was heading straight to her father's office. He requested her presence and she whined, dropping the documents she was reading through, heading straight there fixing up the black belt of her purple jumpsuit she had on. She was looking pretty with her hair curled and her simple gloss coated on her lips alongside with the eyebrow done, she looked like a gorgeous
