Michael royally ignored Linda's glances towards him and made her seat on the sofa.
He glanced towards Meera,
" Meera, bring water for Maam." He told with an authoritative tone. Making both the lady shocked by his act.
One in amazement and the other with horror.
' what m I, a maid. ' Meet cursed Michael but anyway made her way towards the kitchen. Without glancing at Linda in embarrassment. She felt her tears threaten to come out of her house.
But Meera forgot, the one serving in the house can also be the owner. It was just what u take it as.
But it wasn't what Linda take it, for her Meera felt to be the empress of the house.
And this was like oil in the fire.
"What the hell is happening here, Michael"? Linda's voice didn't waver for a bit. Her eyes held accusation, burning in
