"You're eating well," Ursula said taking her gaze away from the plate to glance at her father.
"Yeah, I am. I can't starve while waiting for my death." Governor Ricardo answered. He seemed to have given up on asking for help from her.
"That's a nice thing to say. Still, you should be scared I might poison you and make your death come quicker." She mentioned.
"Then you risk getting your marriage----"
"No, you're wrong." She cut in immediately. "You do not know my husband than I, do you? He really wants you dead, so he can get your betrayal out of his head. So be careful each time I serve you personally." She warned with a sly smile that her father found creepy.
She was just like him, feeding on others despair. "I'm not here for any of that by the way. I'm here for a good cause." Ursula
