Chapter Twenty-five
Madam Katrina eyes widened as she stared at Zaire. Her face turned pale, and her lips trembled with anger, as a look of disdain came into her eyes.
"You!..."
She uttered with so much venom, as she looked at Zaire with hatred, her eyes narrowing at him.
"You again? What are you doing here?!" Her eyes flickered over him in a cold glare as she took in his work clothes and his vest on which 'Ludovic Foods' was boldly printed on it.
"Why do you always appear before me, are you trying to kill me?!" She shrieked, her voice, getting higher and higher.
"It was a simple mistake and it was my fault, I'm sorry ma'am" Zaire calmly explained, exasperated at the woman's behaviour.
She seemed to scream at any single thing. Each sentence she uttered usually ended on a high note.
