CHAPTER EIGHT.
Diana's POV.
Three Hefty men barged in without warning and took turns in searching around as if they actually own the place.
The audacity!!
"Where's she?" The tallest of them asked.
"Where's who?" I asked back trying to act bitchy but the glare they sent back at made me return to being cool.
"Mr Webb's daughter." He said and Christine's Mum jerked up.
"What do you mean by that? Didn't you all scurried my girl away with your heartless Boss some moments ago? Why are you now asking such a ridiculous question?" She now stood up.
"Where did you keep her? Answer me." Mrs Grace's eyes were welled up with tears as she asked for her daughter's whereabouts. The guys seemed confused as well but they kept acting tough.
"Don't try to play smart ma'am,Your daughter kind of escape
