"Good afternoon ma'am."
I couldn't look at a middle aged woman standing in front of Hugh and me. I bowed a little more when I greeted him.
After the intercom, I almost s**t bricks hearing what Ms. Ceena just said. His mother, Hugh's mother is in front of me.
She's wearing a luxury looking like outfit. But out of all the pieces she's wearing, the coat that has a fur on it was the most attention grabbing. Her hair is well fixed, the red lipstick that's on her lips is flashing and fitted her pale face. Like Hugh, she has this hard complexion.
They both look superior and someone who should be respected.
"Mother," said Hugh.
I turned around to leave them both there. His mother didn't greet me back because it wasn't her job to greet me. But I could feel him staring at me. It'
