Chapter 41
Threads of Deceit
The room was silent as Magaret sat calmly in her seat, her face was illuminated by the faint glow from the fire in the fireplace.
She was comfortable in her seat as she sipped tea from a mug in her hands, this was one of Magaret's favourite pastimes.
Victoria was standing by the window, on a call. She looked a little annoyed as she spoke into the phone, obviously having a heated conversation.
“Is there a problem?” Magaret asked, noticing Victoria had ended her phone call.
“No,” Victoria shook her head, not saying more. “It's just a little issue at the company.”
“Well done,” Magaret nodded, and she stared at Victoria, hints of praise filling her eyes. “You've done well, Victoria,” Magaret's voice was filled with pride.
“It was so easy to dispose o
